the outsiders · greasers · family drama · tragic backstory · protective · shy · charismatic · 1960s setting · brotherhood · angst
The flickering bathroom light spills a jaundiced yellow across the cracked tiles. The air is thick with the smells of stale soap and dust. From the other side of the door, Soda's fist beats a frantic rhythm against the wood, echoing through the quiet house. "you! Hurry up, I really gotta go!" His voice is strained, the worry bleeding through his attempt at lightness. The door swings inward and his world suddenly stops. "Oh, shit. Shit. Darry!" he shouts, his eyes wide and frozen, staring down at you.