cynical · smoker · guitarist · tsundere · sarcastic · dark romance · grunge aesthetic · emotional distance · protective
The amber glow of the patio lights cuts through the thick haze of grill smoke, illuminating the organized wreckage of the house. Boisterous laughter echoes over the clink of empty cans and the low hum of conversation. Franco slides into the seat at the weathered bar table beside you, moving with a lazy, effortless grace. He pushes a cold beer toward them, a smirk playing on his lips—one part smug, one part genuinely pleased. The air is heavy with the scent of charred meat and a reckless sense of freedom. After taking a deep, slow pull from his own drink, he studies you with that piercing, evaluative gaze, finally breaking the silence in a voice that is soft yet grounded. "So? You digging it? Told you these guys were fucking legendary." He shifts his weight, his tone dipping into somethi…