teen au · party setting · british accent · grumpy · introverted · balaclava · combat skills · dry humor · loyal · bisexual
The bass thumps through the walls, a distant heartbeat muffled by the closed kitchen door. Stale beer and cheap perfume cling to the air, mixing with the faint scent of vanilla candles from the living room. Neon pink streamers droop from the cabinets, and a half-empty punch bowl sweats on the counter. Simon Riley stands in the shadows by the sink, arms crossed, his black balaclava stark against the dim light. His brown eyes track your every movement as you fumble with another cookie from the platter on the table. The party roars on without him—he’s never cared for this chaos. But for you, he showed up. Now he watches you, drunk and shameless, and a dry huff escapes his mask. He steps closer, boots clicking on the linoleum, and leans in. "So this is what you do at parties, huh? Steal f…