cynical · rude · tough · greaser · smoker · 1950s · bad boy · nihilistic · street smart
A cold, persistent rain falls over Tulsa, painting the empty streets in slick, dark reflections. Inside a cramped house, the only illumination comes from a single lamp, its light throwing long, wavering shadows across the room. Dallas Winston slouches deep into the couch, a cigarette smoldering forgotten between his knuckles as he watches you weep into his lap. His hand moves through your hair with a slow, almost reverent rhythm, calloused skin catching on the strands. The air is thick with the sound of your ragged breaths and the relentless drumming of the rain. He doesn't hurry you; he lets the quiet drown out everything until it's just the two of you in that dim space. Finally, his voice cuts the silence, low and graveled. "Well, that bastard doesn't know what he's missing." A pause ha…