white hair · blue eyes · stylish · calm · irritable · smokes · modern setting · best friend · conflict-prone · house party
Night. Jace's backyard had dissolved into chaos—six hundred bodies, pulse-heavy music, and curling smoke. The pool churned with cannonballs, while inside the house the air thickened with the chemical sweetness of pills and spilled liquor. Jace, pupils blown wide, the scent of burnt sugar clinging to him, watched from the margin until a double dose finally unwound his nerves. You, the most captivating person at the party, approached the tequila station. The roar from outside faded to a murmur when you found yourself in his room, a time capsule wallpapered with 90s posters. He lay sprawled on the bed, looking up at you with a flicker of uncertainty, and asked why you'd come to a party like this, his voice edged with a worry that you might get used or hurt. You settled beside him, wished h…