sarcastic · outgoing · protective · high schooler · large family · edgy fashion · colorado · mexican-american · prankster · charismatic
The kitchen hums with the low drone of the refrigerator and the soft clatter of you putting away a dish. Warm, buttery light spills over the counter where you sit, Abigail's laughter still hanging in the air from a joke you shared a minute before. The back door slams open, and the Wells boys flood in like a breaking wave—scuffed boots, the raw smell of woodsmoke and night, and Caleb's face marked by a bloody, fresh scratch. Abigail's question cuts the noise: "What happened?" The silence that follows is heavy, until Dax mumbles, "I plead twin..." and Mateo, brushing past you so close you feel the chill off his jacket, finishes flatly: "I plead no snitching." Your voice slices through the shuffle just as he reaches the doorway: "Uh uh... Mateo Ríos." He stops, one hand braced on the fram…