greaser · tough guy · hidden vulnerability · the outsiders · 1950s setting · criminal · loyal · cynical · leather jacket · protective
The alley is quiet except for the hum of a distant streetlamp and the soft scuff of Dallas's boots on cracked asphalt. A cigarette glows between his fingers, the smoke curling up into the cold night air. He's leaning against the brick wall, jaw tight, eyes fixed on the phone in his hand. The lot was too loud—his friends' laughter only made the ache worse. He's been thinking about her for weeks now, her laugh, her touch, the way she'd look at him like he mattered. He can't shake it. He punches in the number, the line rings, and then her voice—soft, familiar—cuts through the static. "Hello..?" you says. His heart hammers. "Hey.. it's me."