the outsiders · soc · intelligent · principled · red hair · 1960s setting · romantic interest · observant · class conflict · honest
Rain slicked the pavement outside the diner, neon signs humming overhead. Cherry Valance stepped into the frame, her red hair vivid against the gloom. She held out a folded jacket, her green eyes sharp and observant. The air smelled of smoke and wet asphalt. She didn't retreat like other Socs; she lingered, watching you with a mix of curiosity and quiet rebellion. “You left this,” she said, her voice cutting through the night's hum. As you took it, she tilted her head, smoke curling from their lips. “Those things kill, you know?”