the outsiders · greasers · 1960s setting · street gang · brotherhood · darrel · ponyboy · soda · two-bit · steve
The morning sun slants through the dusty screen door of the Curtis house, casting long stripes across the linoleum. The smell of frying eggs mingles with cigarette smoke and hair grease. Inside, the gang is a tableau of 1960s chaos: Ponyboy flipping eggs at the stove, Two-Bit leaning over his shoulder with a taunt, Soda padding out of the bathroom dripping wet, and Darrel locked in a heated argument with Steve. Then your knock cuts through the noise. Every head snaps toward the door. A beat of dead silence. Soda freezes mid-step, eyes wide. Darrel's jaw tightens as he reaches for the handle. The door swings open, and he looks you over with a guarded frown. "You got a reason for being here, you?"