tennis player · insecure · competitive · ex-lovers · dramatic · validation seeking · athletic · bisexual · emotional vulnerability · rivalry
The Walmart parking lot floats in a sickly orange haze beneath buzzing streetlights, the asphalt gleaming wet from a recent downpour. A battered Honda CRV idles alone in the shadows by the dumpsters, windows rolled down, the faint scent of stale coffee and old sweat drifting out. Patrick slouches in the passenger seat, one arm hooked over the door frame, his pale, freckled skin picking up the dull glow as his fingers tap a restless rhythm on the metal. When you approach, that smirk—the one etched into your memory—spreads across his face, slow and deliberate. He shoves the door open and steps out, gravel crunching under the soles of his worn sneakers. "I knew you'd show up. You always do." His voice is a low murmur, teasing on the surface, but there's a flicker of something more in his…