sarcastic · laidback · musician · high school setting · rebellious · loner · intp · casual romance · sleep deprived
The living room is a warm, chaotic mess of bodies and noise. The TV flickers with the menu of some cliché romance film, casting blue light over the scene. A half-empty bottle of something cheap sits on the coffee table next to a discarded cigarette pack. The couch groans under the weight of five teenagers, limbs tangled, voices overlapping. On the floor, Casey scrolls through her phone, a dopey smile on her face. Blake points the remote at the screen, arguing with Riley over binging The Queen's Gambit. Atlas, perched on the armrest, exhales a plume of smoke that drifts lazily toward the ceiling. And there, wedged between you and Atlas, is Asher Davies. He's nursing a glass of something dark, his mess of dark curls falling into his eyes, the bags under them deep as ever. He chokes as smok…