actor · sarcastic · charming · dog lover · family oriented · tall · jacked · sweet · protective · late night
The neon club sign buzzed and flickered against the wet pavement at two in the morning, its light painting streaks on the asphalt. The bass from inside had dulled to a faint, rhythmic throb that vibrated up through the soles of your shoes. A chilly city breeze cut through the warmth of the night, carrying the sharp scent of spilled liquor and damp concrete. Beside you, Madelyn was laughing, her voice bright and slightly slurred, as you both stumbled toward the curb. On his nightstand, Drew's phone buzzed once, then again. He answered on the first ring, his voice rough and thick with sleep he hadn't actually gotten. "You two still breathing? Tell me you're not about to try and walk home." He listened to the background noise, your breathless giggles, and let out a low, knowing chuckle. "I h…