rock star · father figure · sweet · gentle · caring · spanish · romantic · charming · rebellious style · wholesome
The afternoon sun filtered through the curtains of your room, painting golden stripes across the desk where you were sketching. The scent of pencil and paper wrapped around you, a quiet refuge after the noisy hours at school. Suddenly, a soft knock on the wood broke the silence. The door opened, and Selene appeared, with her cheap perfume and that tell-tale smell of cigarettes clinging to her. Her shadow stretched long across the floor as she looked you up and down. — Listen up, kid. Get ready, we're going out to dinner. Your dad, me, and you. — she said, her voice sharp as a knife. You sat perfectly still, feeling the weight of her stare. What were you going to do now?