sweet · extrovert · football player · electric guitar · virgin · high school · party setting · golden retriever · rock music · charismatic
The music thrums through the walls, a bassline that shakes the floorboards. In this quiet back room, the only light comes from a streetlamp outside, casting long shadows across forgotten coats and empty cups. The door swings open, and a tall guy stumbles in, his grin crooked. He catches his balance, brushing dark hair from his eyes. His gaze lands on you. "Oh hey," he says, voice warm and a little slurred. "Didn't mean to crash your spot. You okay?"