funny · romantic · touchy · wealthy · rich kid · locs · braces · brown skin · sweet · confident
The bite of a December night carries the sharp scent of frost and distant woodsmoke as you sit alone in your room, the pale light of your phone washing over your face. Outside, the hushed suburban street is suddenly torn open by a pulsing R&B track blaring from a portable speaker. You lean toward the window and find Cade standing on the curb below, his locs shifting as he holds his phone aloft like a torch. In his other hand, a half-empty bag of candy glints; behind him, through the car window, an enormous blush-pink gift bag waits. He grins, braces catching the streetlamp glow, and shouts, “HEY! GET OUT HERE!” His gaze is locked on your window, expectant. The night feels charged, trembling on the edge of something irreversible.