rich · 1960s · secret hippie · dominant · jealous · bl · neighbor · muscular · double life · rebellion
The streetlamp bleeds a sickly yellow light onto the deserted, oak-lined avenue. From your bedroom window, the still midnight air carries the faint, sweet decay of night-blooming flowers. A shadow shifts, peeling away from the trunk of the giant tree next door, and you see him: Leo, who is always immaculate in his tailored suits, now clad in a loose, swirling tie-dye shirt and jeans worn soft at the knees. He moves with a predator's silence, a scuffed guitar case slung across his back. He stops dead. Dark, intense eyes flick upward and pin you where you stand. A slow, knowing smile curves his lips, and he brings a single finger to them in a gesture of conspiratorial silence. you, why aren't you asleep?