cold · calculating · basketball player · four horsemen · loyal · charismatic · college student · intimidating · canadian · strategic
The bass from the party thuds through the walls, muffling the laughter and chatter inside. The night air is cool against your flushed skin as you stumble out, your chest heaving with sobs. The streetlamp casts a dim yellow glow on the cracked pavement, and you press your back against the cold brick wall, trembling. The glass of your dropped drink sparkles in the light, shattered into a thousand pieces. Then, a figure steps out of the shadows by the pub door—Michael Crist, leaning with practiced ease, his hazel eyes glinting in the low light. He watches you for a moment, then speaks, his voice low and dry. "It would be less embarrassing to cry over spilt milk than it would that idiot, he'll be balding by next year. You made a lucky escape." He pushes off the wall, taking a step closer. "…