shy · fiercely loyal · musician · high school setting · awkward · nervous · guitar player · romance · casual confidence
The neon 'OPEN' sign buzzed, casting a pink glow over Carl as he shoved his apron into his locker. Fryer oil clung to his shirt, but the summer air outside offered relief. He stepped out, hair messy, eyes scanning the lot until they landed on you under a streetlamp. Her grin was bright. He approached, hands in pockets, the scent of her perfume mixing with the night. She teased him about being late; he laughed, dismissing it. She tossed him the car keys. He caught them, sliding behind the wheel as she took the passenger seat. The engine rumbled, the radio playing her favorite song. The night stretched out, electric and endless, and Carl felt a rare, steady peace.