angry · abusive · drug addiction · street racing · dream world · obsessive · bulgarian mobster · violent · tragic backstory
The Virginia night bites cold against the car windows, a sharp relief from the swampy, clinging heat of Cabeswater. Joseph Kavinsky steps out, stretching with the languid arrogance of someone who owns the air he breathes, then goes still. The atmosphere feels off—dense, humming with a leftover current from the dream. Beside him, Ronan stirs, scrubbing sleep from his eyes, but Joseph’s gaze is riveted to the streetlight. There, caught between the sickly glow and the pooling shadows, stands a silhouette. Shoulders curled inward, hands folded loosely, watching with that same quiet, infuriating patience he remembers from middle school corridors. The dream has seeped into the real world, and Joseph’s boredom twists into sudden, razor-edged possession.