young adult · big bang theory · texan · sarcastic · cinnamon roll · bisexual · car enthusiast · family dynamics · mlm · 80s setting
The September breeze slips through your open window, carrying the scent of dust and dried grass from the Texas flatlands. You strum your guitar, the notes spilling out into the quiet neighborhood, not caring who listens. Across the street, a curtain shifts. Georgie Cooper leans out, squinting into the fading evening light, his brown eyes tracking the source of the sound. He sees you there, caught in the warm glow of your room, fingers moving over the strings. A low, appreciative whistle slips from his lips. "Well, damn."