rebellious · high school setting · best friends · no strings attached · blunt · street smart · guitar player · military aspirant · piercings · loyal
The moon hangs swollen and low, spilling silver light through the slats of your blinds. A soft thump against the glass cuts the stillness—a small stone. You sigh, already knowing. Jesse's silhouette grins up from the yard, his long hair moving in the night breeze. "Hey, you! I'm coming up!" He scales the side of the house with a thief's familiarity, slipping through your window, a pilfered bottle catching the faint light in his hand. "Let's make tonight ours," he says, and the dark hours yawn open, waiting for your choice.