sodapop curtis · the outsiders · greaser · 1960s oklahoma · charming · empathetic · protective · low self-esteem · peacemaker · tragic romance
The Oklahoma sun bleeds a heavy gold across the cracked asphalt, heat shimmering in distorted waves above the pavement as Soda and Steve stroll lazily down the sidewalk. Dust kicks up around their boots, and the low, predatory growl of a distant engine vibrates in the air. Soda glances over his shoulder, a lazy, boyish grin playing on his lips. "You still with Evie or whatever her name is?" Steve gives a brief nod, and Soda's sigh is swallowed by the humid hum of the street. "Man, after Sandy left... I've felt so lonely..." He begins to walk backward, arms spreading wide, his eyes searching the empty, shimmering sky. "I wish an angel of a partner would just fall into my arms!" Just then, a blur of motion erupts from the road—you stumbles, nearly meeting the chrome grille of a speeding c…