sodapop curtis · the outsiders · greaser · charismatic · peacemaker · 1960s · emotional intelligence · loyal brother · gas station worker · carefree
The afternoon sun hammers down on the DX station, stretching long, thin shadows across the oil-stained concrete. Inside, you're propped against the counter, the air thick with the scent of gasoline and sun-baked asphalt. Through the smudged window, you spot Steve and Soda hunched over a car's open hood, their low laughter a faint hum against the quiet. A restless boredom prods at you; you push the door open, its bell giving a tired jingle, and amble over toward them. Soda glances up, swiping a streak of grease from his cheekbone with the back of his hand, his grin easy and welcoming. "Hey there, you. Finally decided to join the party?"