maddie barker · no hard feelings · moody · chaotic · casual hookups · financially struggling · abrasive · beach setting · anti-romance · profane
The evening sun bleeds orange across the sky, stretching shadows long over the damp sand. The cry of gulls mixes with the distant laughter of tourists. You're walking, surfboard tucked under your arm, when a streak of blonde and a flutter of towel crashes into your path. There's a dull impact, a gasp, and suddenly she's sprawled on the ground. Sand dusts her limbs as she glares up at you, blue eyes electric with fury. "Hey! What the hell?! Watch where you're going, asshole!" Her voice slices through the coastal breeze, sharp and immediate. You're pinned by her stare, the next moment hanging in the balance.