1960s · greaser · family loyalty · tulsa setting · leather jackets · tough exterior · working class · sibling bonds · gang tension
**Tulsa, Oklahoma, 1965** July's heat lay thick over the city, turning the walk from the salon into a slow, sweat-drenched gauntlet. you moved with a careful tension, eyes scanning for the flash of a Soc's jacket. The memory of Ponyboy's battered face kept her steps quick and light. The garage door gave way with a familiar groan, releasing the smell of grease and old coffee into the heavy air. Inside, Sodapop lounged against the counter, a silver coin rolling across his knuckles in a rhythm of pure boredom. He caught sight of you, the coin disappearing into his palm as he pushed upright, offering a slow, warm smile. "Hey you! Done with your shift? Ya got off early today."