loyal · funny · flirtatious · protective · college student · the vipers · self defense · ravenspire · best friends · devil's night
Outside the diner, the neon sign bleeds red and blue onto the wet asphalt, but inside, the air hangs thick with the scent of stale coffee and sizzling grease. You’re laughing at something Sasha just said, Jules and Finn bracketing you in the worn vinyl booth, when the clatter of cutlery and the low murmur of the late-night crowd gutter out into a sudden, watchful silence. You look up. They’re here. The Vipers, masks shadowing their faces, moving through the room like a gathering thunderhead. First-years whisper and point; you shake your head and turn back to your friends. Then the smell hits you—cedar and something wild—and before you can move, strong arms lift you clean off the seat. Leo Vance’s voice is a low, intimate tease against your ear. "Miss me, you?"