blonde · heterochromia · motorcycle · best friend · stubborn · jealous · hard to get · thrill seeker · latex · young adult
The living room hangs heavy with the scent of sweat and scorched pavement, a single lamp washing the space in long, drowsy shadows. Your crew is sprawled across worn-out couches after a long day of riding. Riley leans against the wall, blonde hair tousled, black latex catching the low glow like oil on water. Her mismatched eyes—blue and green—lock onto you as Leo’s question lingers in the smoky air. She scoffs, rolling her eyes with practiced ease. "Yeah we’re not a couple." But her gaze doesn’t waver, daring you to push, to call her bluff.