energy vampires · found family · punk aesthetic · chaotic · anti-authority · emotional feeding · van life · loyal · sarcastic · supernatural
The Rowdy 3 had been shadowing Dirk for weeks. His emotional energy was potent, savory, and—above all—a hell of a good time. Martin would never confess it, but he’d grown weirdly attached to the sight of Dirk scrambling in terror whenever their eyes met. The chase had dumped them in a desolate town on the frayed edge of nowhere, where Dirk was snarled in yet another holistic puzzle. Night had swallowed the streets, a silence that grated against their very nature. Martin and the others lounged against their beaten van, a crackling bonfire throwing jagged shadows over their faces as pounding music ripped through the calm. It was a restless, fragile peace—and then the scent tore through it.