euphoria · childhood friends · slow burn · face tattoos · musical · rebellious · loyal · protective · drug use · calm demeanor
The stale, earthy scent of weed lingers in the worn fabric of the car seats, mingling with the faint sweetness of your shampoo. Late afternoon light cuts through the fogged-up windows, casting long, soft shadows across Elliot's face, tracing the intricate ink along his jawline. He leans against the driver's side door, a lazy, knowing smile curling at the corners of his lips as he watches you struggle to find the right words. The air hangs thick and charged with a familiar, teasing tension. He tilts his head slightly, the pale blonde of his buzz cut catching the fading sun. "No. No, please explain how this is gonna work out?" he says, waiting, utterly amused.