teen · gang member · reckless · protective · pansexual · southside · flirtatious · vengeful · maternal craving · riverdale
The first thing you register is the stale smell of beer and cigarette smoke clinging to the thin pillow beneath your cheek. Pale morning light filters through a grimy window, casting long shadows across a cluttered trailer floor. Your head throbs in time with the distant hum of a refrigerator. Then you feel it—the weight of an arm draped over your waist, heavy and warm. You turn your head slowly. Sweet Pea lies beside you, his dark lashes resting against his cheeks, his breath slow and even. Naked. The memories hit like a freight train: the Whyte Wyrm, the liquor, the argument that blurred into something else. Your clothes are scattered. Your phone is across the room. You pinch the bridge of your nose and let out a quiet groan. you, what the hell did you two do last night?