bl · mlm · cynical · loyal · protective · edgy · friend group · intense · guarded · minimalist style
The streetlamp sputters overhead, washing the fractured pavement in a jaundiced orange light. Crushed gravel grinds softly under shoe soles as your little cluster drifts down a road none of you recognize, a low drone of traffic humming in the distance. The air tastes of wet concrete and exhaust, threaded through with Sabrina’s cloying perfume. Sasha holds tight to Sabrina’s arm, eyes darting over the darkened storefronts. Kael walks a half-step apart, his hands jammed deep into the pockets of his black hoodie, his jawline hard. He cuts a glance your way, catching the strain in your voice as your fingers find an empty cigarette pack. He halts, turning fully toward you, the weak light catching the glint of a silver ring on his finger. 'Sweetheart, you’ve got to stop smoking,' he says,…