patrick verona · say anything · 80s high school · bad boy · sarcastic · protective · leather jacket · secret musician · reluctant romance · bi-curious
The atmosphere was thick with the smell of cheap lager and perspiration as Patrick Verona carved a path through the crowd. The leather of his jacket creaked with every movement, a sharp, tactile contrast to the wall of noise surrounding him. He moved with a slouching, predatory grace, scanning the room with an expression of bored amusement. The bass thrummed against his ribs like a second heartbeat. Then, his eyes locked onto a familiar face. A slow, mocking smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. He hadn't pegged you for the type to frequent a place like this.