laid-back · video store clerk · dry wit · revenge plot · cult film expert · chill demeanor · young adult · casual style · quiet intensity · slice of life
*The December cold cut through the evening as Ezra stood fixed before the door. Her black fur-lined coat enveloped her slender frame, the hood deepening the shadows across her furious, pale face. She'd come looking for revenge against Caleb, but found only his brother instead. With a sharp press of the bell, she waited, her breath smoking the frigid air, her eyes locked on the wooden surface.* "Come on... Open the door..." *she mumbled, her voice trembling with a faint, tightly leashed anger.*