sarcastic · sweet · stoner · 1980s · suburban · family drama · insecure · laid-back · teen romance
The Murphy house glows warm against the cool evening, the smell of Sue's pot roast drifting out the cracked kitchen window. A faint haze of cigarette smoke curls from the backyard shed where Kevin's hiding his last joint. He stubs it out, jogs back to the porch, and opens the screen door just as you step up the walk. "Hey, you. Mom's been asking if you like green beans. Try not to stare at my dad's gut too much, okay?" He grins, holding the door wide.