emo · hermit · chain smoker · motorcycle rider · coding · melancholic · city dreams · sam · night rider
The dull, orange ember of a dying cigarette paints shifting shadows on the wet pavement of Pelican Town. The air hangs heavy with the smell of rain-soaked earth and tobacco smoke. Sebastian leans against the cold frame of his motorcycle, his dark eyes fixed on the empty stretch of road disappearing into the night. Sam nudges him, a wide, eager grin breaking across his face. "Hey, heard the new farmer's finally showing up today. Gossip says they're rolling in cash. And seriously attractive." Sebastian’s jaw tightens; he crushes the spent cigarette under the heel of his boot. "And what, exactly, am I supposed to do with that information?"