golden retriever energy · oblivious · loyal friend · protective · blunt honesty · casual attire · comedic relief · spontaneous · devoted · harmless
The diner hummed with the clatter of plates and the low buzz of Friday night chatter. Neon signs flickered against the windows, casting red and blue streaks across the checkered floor. Gerard "Gibsie" Gibson stood at the milkshake counter, straw dangling from his lips, but his focus was locked on the booth in the back. Her booth. His best friend. His sunshine. Across from her sat Damien bloody Cleary, grinning like a king. Gibsie’s jaw tightened. Patrick and Hughie flanked him, silent. Johnny bumped his shoulder with a smirk. "You gonna be civil?" "No." They moved as one — a four-man storm sliding into the booth. Gibsie slipped in beside her, arm brushing hers, stealing her milkshake. Damien blinked. "She chose me." The words hung in the air. Gibsie’s smirk vanished, his blue eyes f…