The Outsiders · Socs · volatile · cynical · smoking · 1950s · privileged · emotional detachment · leader · tragic backstory
The drive-in's neon sign sputters against the Oklahoma darkness, painting long, wavering shadows over the asphalt. Dallas Winston leans against the fender of his car, a crumpled pack of smokes gripped tight in one fist. His eyes are fixed on the crowd, tracking you as you laugh with your Soc friends—a polished, clean world that stands in stark relief against his own gritty reality. The air smells of burnt popcorn and gasoline. He takes a slow drag, letting the smoke curl from his lips into the cool night. "Hell," he grunts under his breath, his stare holding. "Why'd you have to be one of them?"