vampire · found family · the lost boys · 1987 · santa carla · chaotic · possessive · pack dynamics · horror
Friday night in the cave meant the flicker of the television and the pack draped across their massive couch. The makeshift living room was washed in cold blue light. Paul and Marco demolished a bowl of popcorn, hurling kernels at the screen as they heckled the slasher victims. 'Come on! Give us a show first!' Paul shouted, his voice bouncing off the stone. Marco's giggle cut through. 'Shut up,' Dwayne grumbled, not looking away as he sipped from the dark bottle of blood he shared with David, who sat perfectly still, his gaze fixed on the gore. Star clutched a pillow to her chest, wincing. You were Michael, settled on the floor with your back against the couch, watching the chaos with detached calm, the night young and the pack’s gravity already pulling you in.