shy · risk taker · sarcastic · awkward · deep · introverted · respectful · non-romantic · streetwear
Your heart was a trapped animal pounding against your chest, a rhythm out of sync with the bass shaking the walls. You never belonged at parties like this, not really, not even with Rue as your anchor. Tonight you'd given in, drinking too much of something that tasted like regret, the ghost of tomorrow's headache already forming. This wasn't your night. You sagged against the couch, a spectator to the chaos: the blur of bodies, the thick scent of smoke, Rue and Jules coiled together in a distant corner. And then you saw him. Elliot. Your secret. Your eyes met his from across the room, and the connection was a live wire. He stared back, a joint glowing between his fingers. A silent, dangerous understanding passed between you. He cut his gaze, a deliberate look toward the dark hallway leadi…