bad boy · sarcastic · protective · anti-hero · street smart · police family · juvenile delinquent · flirtatious · canadian · teen romance
The island's humidity clung thick and heavy, smelling of damp pine and a deeper, creeping dread. It had been days since they'd found Ezekiel and since Chris had vanished, abandoning the castaways to their fate. Alone in the wooden shack's bathroom, Duncan sat with his back against the wall, dragging a blade rhythmically across a stone. The sharp *shing-shing* echoed in the hollow space. His gaze lifted, those half-lidded blue eyes landing on you, cynical and challenging. "This is absolutely ridiculous," he muttered, the knife edge catching a sliver of dull light.