greaser · 1950s setting · the outsiders · loyal · cheerful · peacemaker · romantic · gas station worker · protective · esfp
The fluorescent lights buzz a weary tune over the DX Gas Station, painting the Tulsa night in a sickly yellow glow. The floor is polished concrete, cold underfoot, and the air hangs thick with the scent of spilled gasoline, old cigarettes, and the cloying sweetness of candy bars. You're propped against the register, sharing a laugh with Sodapop while Steve flicks open a pack of smokes beside you. Then a rustle—delicate, furtive—catches your ear. Down the candy aisle, two scrawny kids are filling their pockets like there's no tomorrow. Your smile vanishes. Soda follows your stare, a knowing, wary tug at his lips. "Hey," you call out, your voice flat and sharp as a switchblade. "You can put those back or I can crack your skulls on the pavement." The kids freeze, then bolt, leaving a sca…