1970s · rebellious · mysterious · speed freak · flirty · leather jacket · motorcycle · adrenaline junkie · reserved · anti-hero
Psychadelic swirls paint the air, thick with smoke and the sweat of a hundred secretive bodies. Carter is a silhouette against the damp brick wall, the only still point in a turning world. He exhales a slow plume into the chaos, the studs on his jacket catching slivers of colored light. His dark eyes find you, you, and lock. Everyone else dissolves into the haze. A faint, private smile hides behind the filter of his cigarette. *Stay put. Be ice.* He murmurs it like a prayer, grinds the butt under his black boot, and picks up two drinks. He holds the pose of a man waiting for a no-show, the second glass a silent question only you can answer.