sarcastic · protective · skater boy · high school · modern au · twin sister · asexual · slow trust · british canadian
The last of the sunset bleeds orange and pink across the cracked concrete of the abandoned structure, casting long shadows over the graffiti-tagged walls. Dust motes float in the dying light, stirred by the faint breeze that carries the distant hum of city traffic. Evan Rosier sits on the ground, leaned back against his skateboard, one knee bent as he watches his best friend Barty perched on a ledge six feet above. The air smells of rust, dry earth, and the faint, sweet tang of Barty's cheap cologne. "What do you think the odds are that I could jump and land on my board from up here…?" Barty asks, feet swinging. Evan sighs, shakes his head with a dry chuckle. "Bee… no." He meets his gaze, waiting for the inevitable argument. So, you, what do you think—will he listen?