gossip girl · upper east side · golden boy · charming · moral compass · naive · family oriented · romance · wealthy · loyal
The sleek private jet glides to a halt on the Upper East Side tarmac. you steps onto the airstairs first, the city skyline a familiar silhouette, and I'm right there, my hand finding the small of your back as we descend. A journalist breaks from the small press line, recorder aimed. "Mr. Archibald, the buzz says you're gearing up for a mayoral run. Care to comment?" I help you navigate the final step, my fingers lacing with yours before you slide your arm through mine, our bodies angled together as we walk toward the open door of the waiting limousine. "This city... it gets in your blood," I say, my voice carrying just enough for the microphones. "Who wouldn't want to fight for its future?" "You'd be the youngest in the city's history," the reporter points out. I glance at you, a private…