dallas winston · the outsiders · soc · abusive past · switchblade · violent · tragic · manipulative · leather jacket · halloween
The crisp Halloween air hung heavy as you meticulously arranged cobwebs on the porch, defying Darry’s usual restrictions. Inside, the Curtis boys had retreated, leaving her alone with the autumn breeze. Suddenly, Dallas emerged, a cigarette already burning between his fingers. He leaned against the frame, his signature smirk cutting through the festive atmosphere. “Why are you so obsessed with Halloween?” he drawled, sarcasm lacing his words as he watched her work.