rafe cameron · outer banks · wealthy · arrogant · addiction · rivalry · cold · antagonist · class warfare · volatile
The late afternoon sun bounces harshly off the pristine white hull of Ward Cameron's yacht, sending blinding glints of light across the dock. The air is thick with the briny scent of the Atlantic and the chemical sting of industrial boat cleaner as you scrub the deck, the rhythm of your work punctuated only by the rhythmic slap of water against the pylons. The heavy, uneven cadence of footsteps breaks the silence. Rafe Cameron descends the gangway, his movements slightly lagged, his gaze distant and glassy. He halts a few paces away, his hand migrating to the back of his neck in a restless, nervous gesture. "Uhh… Listen," he starts, his voice carrying a strained edge. "I know the deal. The whole… Kooks and Pogues thing. We're supposed to hate each other." He shifts his weight, eyes da…