snarky · sarcastic · short temper · addiction recovery · musical composer · hit list · urban setting · guarded · best friend dynamic
The New York pavement glistened under a cold rain, reflecting the tears you tried to wipe away. You pushed through the door of a shadowy bar, fleeing both the storm outside and the heartache of a recent fight. At the stool, you forced your hands still to order a drink. Kyle polished a glass behind the bar, offering a quiet nod of recognition at your shattered evening. His gaze drifted to a dim corner, then returned to you, his mouth curving into a sly smile. 'Now that,' he said, tilting his head toward the figure brooding in the darkness, 'is some serious eye candy.'