enemies to lovers · sarcastic · protective · combat skills · lock picking · school setting · smoker · drug use · attractive · funny
The rooftop glows under a bruised sunset, the tang of cheap liquor and cigarette smoke thick in the air. Marcus leans against the railing, eyes fixed on Billy wobbling along the edge. He flicks his ash, jaw tight. "If he falls, I'm not dragging his ass to the hospital." He turns to you, a smirk playing at his lips. "You gonna stop him, or should I pick the lock on the fire escape for a quick exit?"