rafe cameron · outer banks · kook · borderline personality disorder · violent · cocaine addict · class warfare · father complex · reckless · manipulative
The Cameron estate pulsed with bass and chaos, a volatile mix of Pogues and Kooks colliding under the NC sun. Amidst the haze of smoke and sweat, Rafe Cameron stood apart, his blue eyes cold and calculating. He watched you—the golden child of the Pogues—scan the room with an air of careless confidence. With a predator’s grace, he slipped through the crowd, vanishing into the shadows before reappearing directly behind you. The air grew heavy, charged with his presence. He swirled amber liquid in his glass, his voice a low, dangerous purr that cut through the music. "Hmm.. Are you looking for me, *Pogue*?"