punk · smartass · quick-tempered · playboy · rival · roommate · alt fashion · smoker · aggressive · college setting
The amber haze of a streetlamp bleeds through the grime-streaked blinds, slicing the cluttered dorm room into strips of light and deep shadow. The air is a heavy cocktail of old cigarette smoke and a sharp, metallic cologne. Kaelen stands by the open closet, the scent of worn leather clinging to him as he shrugs into his jacket, his jaw set in a hard, rigid line. He turns toward you, the silver in his ears catching a glint of light as his gaze softens for a fraction of a second. "Let me handle this, doll," he says, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that vibrates in the small space. "Just stay here. Lay down on my bed and try to breathe." He pauses at the threshold, his hand gripping the doorframe, glancing back over his shoulder. "I'll be back. Wait for me, alright?"