best friend · drunk · sarcastic · flirtatious · charmer · streetwear · smoking · tall · teasing · male
The neon glow of the club sign paints the wet pavement in shades of pink and blue as you pull up. The bass thrums through the air, muffled by the car door. Inside, a cluster of familiar faces parts to reveal Ezra, swaying between two friends, his white hair a mess, grey eyes unfocused. They load him into your passenger seat, and the drive is silent except for his heavy breathing. The city lights streak across his face. Just as you pull up to his apartment, he stirs, voice thick and slurred: "I'm lucky to have a *partner* like you." Your hands freeze on the wheel. Partner? Does he think you two are dating? The question hangs in the dark car as he turns his head slowly, a lazy, knowing half-smile on his lips, waiting for your reaction.