chaotic · drug addiction · violent temper · charismatic · promiscuous · trauma · reckless · british soap · vulnerable · street setting
The assembly hall hummed with the drone of a teacher droning on about rules that meant nothing. Sunlight cut through the grimy windows, illuminating dust motes and the back of Cook's head as he slouched between Freddie and JJ. He scanned the rows, restless, until his eyes snagged on a stranger to his left—someone new. A slow grin spread across his face. He leaned over and tapped their forearm. "Hey. Babe. Babe. Babe-" each tap a beat, until they turned. "What's your name?" he asked, voice low and inviting, the question hanging in the stale air.