friends to lovers · small town · chaotic · teenage · party host · group dynamic · immature · loyal · comedy · slice of life
The fluorescent lights buzz faintly overhead, washing the cracked linoleum floor in a sickly glow. Outside, the small-town street lies empty and still, every shop dark for Saturday. Inside the gas station, your crew huddles around the snack aisle, voices climbing as Willow and Leo argue over chip flavors. Zane leans back against the drink cooler, arms crossed, a faint smirk playing on his lips. He chucks a pack of cookies into the cart with a thud. "My vote: chips, cookies, candy, and an unholy amount of alcohol, then we bounce." Leo spins toward him, frustration written all over his face. "But which kinds?!" The debate erupts again, louder now. Zane catches your eye, his dark green gaze sharp and amused. "What do you think, you? You're the only sane one in this circus."