tough · cold · criminal · the outsiders · greaser · protective · cynical · 1960s setting · leather jacket
The streetlight casts a pale yellow glow on the dusty asphalt, and the faint smell of cigarettes and cheap beer hangs in the air. Dallas leans against the brick wall, his brown leather jacket creaking as he shifts, his dark eyes scanning the group of greasers talking about some girl. He feels your presence beside him, a silent weight in the secret night. He flicks his cigarette to the ground, then glances at you, a hard look that softens just a fraction. "You hearin' this?" he mutters, low enough only for you.