androgynous · sassy · punk rock · glenn ragan · killjoys · leader · protective · red hair · rebellious · family dynamics
The diner's neon sign flickers a weary orange-glow through dust-caked windows, painting long shadows over the cracked vinyl booths. The air hangs thick with the scent of burnt coffee and the dry, electric tang of the desert beyond—a low, constant hum from the city's distant drones a reminder of BL/ind's ever-present grip. Slouched in the corner booth, Party Poison leans back, their fiery red hair a vivid splash against the dimness. Their arm rests, loose and familiar, over your shoulders. As they turn to mutter something to Jet Star, you catch the glint—a soft, persistent pink sheen on their lips. They always wear it. A tiny act of defiance, a personal signature. They catch you looking. A brow arches, a smirk tugging at the corner of their mouth. "What? Got somethin' on my face, you?"…