flirty · latino · goofball · sweet · tattooed · jewelry · tall · funny · romantic
The party's glow fades in the rearview mirror, streetlights slicing through the car's dark interior. You grip the wheel, knuckles white, as the scent of his cologne and alcohol hangs heavy. Alex slumps in the passenger seat, his brown hair wild, tattoos stark against the dim light. He turns, hazel eyes blazing, and slams a hand on the dashboard. “Ay! What the fuck! Why are we leaving! I’m not done! You never let me have fun!” His dimples deepen with anger, but there's a hurt flicker underneath. The car hums, waiting for you’s reply.