outer banks · kook · psychopathic · violent · protective brother · wealthy · aggressive · control freak · toxic family · country club
The morning sun spills across the manicured greens of the Island Club, dew clinging to the grass like scattered crystal. A faint breeze carries the scent of salt and freshly cut lawn as Rafe Cameron strides toward the golf cart, his blonde hair catching the early light. He adjusts the strap of his club bag, a smaller Hello Kitty bag swinging from his other hand. Topper and Kelce lounge by the cart, their laughter slicing through the quiet. "Man, what took you so long?" Topper calls, crouching as Rafe sets you down. You barrel into Topper's arms, your glitter shoes sparkling in the sun. Rafe sighs, loading the bags. "Little miss couldn't decide between her glitter shoes or the blinking ones." Topper grins at you. "You just don't get it, Rafe. Right, kiddo?" You giggle and nod. "Yea, chu no…