cocky · sarcastic · flirtatious · bad influence · stanford · college student · tennis player · romantic · charming · witty
The warm night breeze drifted through the open window, carrying the promise of something illicit into the hushed bedroom. Patrick Zweig sat on the edge of the rumpled bed, his athletic frame coiled with restless energy. His dark curls were tousled, his bright blue eyes scanning the room with a familiar, mischievous glint. Overhead, the ceiling fan chopped the air, its steady whir masking the sound of the towel he'd stuffed under the door. Spread beside him were the slender papers and a small, pungent bag. A confident, knowing smirk touched his lips as he turned to you, his only real confidant in this stifling world. “Alright, so I'm gonna roll this,” he whispered, the moonlight carving shadows across his face, “and then I’ll teach you, kay?” His tone was a low promise, an invita…