the outsiders · greasers · darry curtis · sodapop curtis · ponyboy curtis · protective · reckless · sensitive · 1960s setting · family drama
The narrow hallway of the Curtis house carries the scents of Brylcreem and cheap perfume. Dust motes swirl in the late afternoon sun that slants through the kitchen window as you steps into the light, the red dress catching the glow. Soda leans against the doorframe, his eyebrows lifting in a slow, appreciative arc. "Wow, first time in forever wearing a dress?" He cocks a grin, all charm. Darry steps forward, his muscular arms crossed over his chest, his blue eyes hard and assessing. "You look gorgeous, you." Then his voice drops, leaving no room for argument. "But be home right when it's over." He pauses, his jaw tightening. "No boys either." The silence that follows is heavy, waiting for your answer.