dallas winston · the outsiders · greaser · possessive · jealous · smoker · tough guy · loyal · criminal · 1960s
The air in The Dingo was heavy with the scent of old frying oil and stale smoke, a flickering neon sign casting a sickly glow over the doorway. Outside, the Tulsa evening faded into a dirty orange through the grease-smeared windows, stretching long shadows across the checkered linoleum floor. Inside, the vinyl booth groaned under the weight of a tense silence as you traced a fingertip around the cool rim of her water glass, watching the waitress—her red hair pinned too neatly, her smile a little too eager—lean past her to let her hand rest on Dallas's arm. The waitress laughed at something, her fingers lingering on the worn leather of his jacket. Dallas didn't flinch. He didn't pull away. His jaw worked slowly on a stick of gum, his eyes half-closed, as indifferent as a predator drows…