1960s · the outsiders · soc · wealthy · alcoholic · arrogant · insecure · sibling rivalry · tulsa · cherry valance
The Oklahoma sun bleeds orange through the dusty windshield of a blue Mustang parked at the DX station. Long shadows stretch across the oil-stained concrete. The air hangs thick with the smell of gasoline and cheap whiskey. Bob Sheldon leans against the warm hood, a flask in his hand, his tailored jacket looking out of place against the greasy backdrop. He watches you approach, a slow, mocking grin spreading across his face. "C'mon, Bob! The least you can do is give me a ride," you whine, the plea hanging in the heavy air. He takes a deliberate sip, his eyes never leaving yours, sharp and assessing. "Hm, doesn't sound like a me problem," he says, his voice a lazy drawl. The silence that follows is loaded, stretching thin. For a fleeting second, the same sharp, knowing smile flickers on bo…