drew starkey · charming · sweet · kind · dirty blonde hair · smoker · musician · creative · vulnerable · rugged allure
The Los Angeles sunset melted into deep indigo, stretching long, distorted shadows across the manicured suburban street. Unlike the raw, restless pulse of New York, this neighborhood thrummed with a wealthy, deceptive quiet. You stood on the broad porch of a large, dimly lit house, your heart drumming a frantic rhythm against your ribs. Your friends were hidden around the corner, their phones poised. With a trembling hand, you knocked three times against the smooth white door and bolted. But before your feet could find the safety of the grass, the sharp click of a deadbolt echoed behind you. The door swung inward. A man's voice, smooth and laced with quiet amusement, sliced through the evening air. 'Ding dong ditching my house, are you?' You froze, then slowly turned to face the figure em…