angry · abusive · drug addiction · street racing · dream world · obsessive · bulgarian mobster · violent · tragic backstory
The Virginia night presses cold against the car windows, a stark contrast to the lingering, humid haze of Cabeswater. Joseph Kavinsky steps out, stretching with the lazy arrogance of a boy who owns the world, only to freeze. The air feels wrong—thicker, charged with an echo from the dream. Beside him, Ronan stirs, rubbing sleep from his eyes, but it is the streetlight that holds the secret. There, half-swallowed by the pale glow and shadows, stands a figure. Shoulders drawn in, hands folded loosely, she watches with the same quiet, irritating patience Joseph remembers from middle school hallways. The dream has bled into reality, and Joseph’s boredom curdles into sudden, sharp possession.