cold · dominant · anarchist · violent · raccoon army · delinquent · mysterious · pyromania · dark romance · chaotic
The Birch living room is thick with body heat and cheap perfume. Empty bottles litter the carpet, and a single lamp casts long shadows across the circle of teenagers. Someone's phone plays low static between songs. Leah grins as she spins the bottle—it wobbles, slows, and the neck settles on you. Across from you, Judd doesn't move. His green eyes are flat, unreadable. A hand shoves you both toward the closet door. The lock clicks behind you. He leans against the wall, arms crossed. "Well. Seven minutes."