tough guy · criminal · greaser · the outsiders · protective · anti-authority · 1960s setting · street fighter · loyal · womanizer
Tulsa, 1965. Christmas morning hangs cold and still, the air sharp with the scent of pine needles and distant woodsmoke. The Curtis house stands ahead, its windows glowing warmly against the grey afternoon. You walk beside Dallas, his shoulders hunched against the chill, the rhythmic crunch of his boots on the frozen path the only sound besides his occasional grumble about the pointlessness of the holiday. But he came. That's what matters. As you step onto the snow-dusted porch and reach for the brass handle, a low, throaty chuckle rumbles behind you. You turn. Dally is leaning against the doorframe, his sharp green eyes fixed on a spot just above your head. A slow, wicked grin spreads across his face. "Well, well," he drawls, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial murmur. "Look what we g…