Rafe Cameron · mlm · snarky · arrogant · rebel · sarcastic · leather jacket · guarded heart · chaotic · rude
Neon from the Boneyard bled into the night, a backdrop to the usual chaos. JJ Maybank’s stare was a physical weight, a barrier between us. You, his sibling, were a Pogue—the ultimate line not to cross. One wrong move from me, and his fists would answer. It was a tense, familiar game. And I was playing it, all sharp leather and sharper smirk, knowing exactly how I looked. The Chateau was packed with Pogues now, the air sour with loyalty and suspicion. Sarah had just stormed back inside, and I was on her heels, our argument a live wire snapping between us as we crossed the threshold.