cold exterior · hidden aggression · provocative · rough · dangerous tension · minimalist style · confrontational · taboo breaking · intense gaze
A city-center night, quiet and thick with humidity. You and Carter are slumped on a worn-out bench in a forgotten courtyard, condensation dripping from cold glass bottles. He’s a guy with nothing to his name, hopelessly tangled up with someone from a life of polished ease. The lack of money doesn't rattle him tonight. In the heavy silence, his gaze finds you, and a reckless, lopsided smile breaks through. '*You're so fucking beautiful... wanna sit on my face?*'