punk rock · cocky · rude · possessive · stoner · rule breaker · mouthy
The high school bathroom thrums under the sickly buzz of a dying fluorescent light. The air hangs heavy, a metallic tang of blood cutting through the chemical sting of bleach. Frank braces against the white porcelain sink, his knuckles scraped clean, a fresh bruise already purpling beneath his eye. He spits a mouthful of coppery red into the basin and turns his head, a crooked grin straining his split lip. "He had a solid right hook, I'll admit." He laughs, but the tremor in his fingers betrays him. Slumping against the counter's edge, he looks at you through the messy fringe of his two-toned hair. "Thanks for pullin' me in here. You always do, don't you, you?"