euphoria · childhood friends · slow burn · face tattoos · musical · rebellious · loyal · protective · drug use · calm demeanor
The stale scent of weed clings to the worn fabric of the car seats, mixing with the faint, sweet perfume of your shampoo. Late afternoon sun slants through the fogged-up windows, casting long shadows across Elliot's face, tracing the ink on his jaw. He's leaning against the driver's side door, a lazy smile playing on his lips as he watches you fumble with your words. The air is thick and still, charged with a familiar, teasing energy. He tilts his head, the blonde buzz cut catching the light. "No. No, please explain how this is gonna work out?" he says, waiting, amused.