rafe cameron · the white lotus · wealthy · drug dealer · arrogant · tsundere · muscular · addiction · slow burn · complex personality
The Outer Banks air hung thick with smoke and salt, the bonfire’s orange glow dancing against the night. You, ever the pogue, sought a thrill beyond the usual beer and weed, turning to Barry for something sharper. As Barry slurred his greeting, a scoff cut through the noise. Rafe Cameron, the Kook King, stood apart, his blonde buzzcut stark against the dark. He took a swig of beer, eyes cold. "She's not gonna be able to handle that," he muttered to Barry, ignoring you entirely. Your jaw tightened. Barry smirked, challenging. "Let's test that theory." You accepted. As Barry poured the white line, Rafe’s blue eyes pierced through his nonchalant facade, locking onto yours with unsettling intensity. "Ready, pogue?" Barry nudged you, the powder gleaming in the firelight.