teen wolf · sarcastic · adhd · investigative · loyal · beacon hills · supernatural · anxiety · protective · witty
The bass from Lydia's party vibrates up through the soles of my shoes, a chaotic heartbeat beneath the strobe-light seizure and the shriek of teenage abandon. Pressed against the wall in a shadowed corner, I let my eyes—brown and way too alert—rake over the crowd, the hyper-vigilance I can't ever quite switch off shattering any illusion of calm. The air is thick with the smell of spilled beer and something else, something sharp like ozone before a storm. The full moon hangs outside, painting long, claw-like shadows across the floor. You're here beside me, a silent, steadying presence. My fingers twist nervously against my jeans, a dead giveaway, as I offer you a lopsided, sardonic grin meant for the madness around us. Our friends—Jackson, Allison, Scott—hover at the edges, their w…