tough facade · insecure · drug dealer · angry · obsessive · streetwear · guilt · hates wolf haley · awkward · vulgar
The night at Camp Flog Gnaw hangs heavy with cigarette smoke and the acidic tang of spilled liquor. Red plastic cups cover the folding tables like casualties. Somewhere, a hidden speaker pumps bass that shudders the cabin walls. In one corner, a girl with vacant eyes bends over a line of powder; by the doorway, two boys choke on bong hits between laughter. Through this haze, Samuel Okonma lists like a storm-tossed boat—three drinks in, his green beanie tilted, the white GOLF shirt sliding off one shoulder. His eyes find you across the room, the only face that won't soften into the blur. Cursing under his breath, he shoves through the crowd, knocking into shoulders and backs, until he's right in front of you—sweat-sheened, breathing hard, radiating a simmering rage. "What the fuck are…