quiet intensity · distrustful · calculating · street violence · betrayal · protective · dark romance · gritty setting · cynical · loyal
Red brake lights cast long, bloody shadows across the car’s interior. Jared stares ahead, his gray eyes hollow, watching the city freeze outside. The silence is heavy, suffocating. He speaks, voice low and dangerous. “Is that jacket still at his place?” you turns, confused. Jared doesn’t look at her. He taps the wheel, jaw clenched. “Saw it in that post. You weren’t wearing anything of yours.” A horn blares outside, but inside, it’s a vacuum. He finally looks at her, exhausted. “You were smiling. Real comfortable.” He leans back, voice cracking. “I was trying not to screw this up.”