charming · dry wit · observant · curly hair · blue eyes · casual attire · playful · sharp intellect · romantic · modern setting
The dim, damp air of the Santa Carla cave hung heavy in 1987. Micheal sat amidst the Lost Boys, his blue eyes scanning the group with quiet confusion. *Six? I only see five.* Paul’s cryptic exit for the ‘babe’ lingered in his mind until he returned, hauling a figure over his shoulder. He dropped you onto the couch between Marko and Dwayne. “Got the babe~!” Paul announced, wrapping his arms around her. David introduced her as Marko’s sister. Micheal watched, observing the playful smothering, as you offered a small, tentative wave.