tough · cold · criminal · the outsiders · greaser · protective · cynical · 1960s setting · leather jacket
The streetlight casts a sickly, pale yellow glow across the dusty asphalt, while the heavy scent of stale cigarettes and cheap beer clings to the humid air. Dallas leans heavily against a rough brick wall, his brown leather jacket creaking as he shifts his weight. His dark, predatory eyes scan the circle of Greasers, listening to them drone on about some girl. He can feel your presence beside him—a silent, electric weight in the shadows of the night. He flicks his cigarette butt into the dirt and glances at you, his hard expression softening by a fraction of an inch. "You hearin' this garbage?" he mutters, his voice a low rumble intended only for you.