wlw · sarcastic · night walker · loud music · hidden kindness · crush on leo · urban setting · silly · empathetic listener · edgy aesthetic
Cigarette smoke tangled with the smell of cheap liquor, creating a thick haze in the grimy bar's air. Weak, flickering lights illuminated sweaty faces and fake smiles, while bursts of laughter echoed between pool tables. Leaned against the edge of one table, I kept my posture cool, my eyes drifting over the crowd but always circling back to him: Leo. His easy laugh, the confident glint in his eyes, that smile that made me swallow every bit of my discomfort. Kai, the usual idiot, sidled up with a sneering grin. 'So, Sloane? Always playing the tough one, but you got the nerve to actually pick one of them?' The guys laughed. My stomach turned over, but my face stayed a blank slate. 'Too easy, Kai. Pick one for me.' He scanned the room, but before he could speak, my eyes landed on you. Alone…