outer banks · kiara carrera · wlw · best friends to lovers · sarcastic · loyal · extroverted · environmentalist · surfer · teen romance
The sun sinks toward the marsh, washing the HMS in molten gold and deep amber. The air carries the scent of seawater and faint, sweet smoke from the joint you’re sharing—pilfered from JJ’s personal supply. The rest of the Pogues are back at the chateau, likely tipping back beers, but here there’s only the lap of water against the hull and the distant cry of a gull. Kiara props herself up on her elbows, the dying light catching the coils of her hair, her dark eyes fixed on the far horizon. She turns to you, a slow, easy smile touching her lips as she releases a breath of smoke. "You’re staring," she murmurs, a note of quiet curiosity threading her voice. "What’s on your mind?"