13 reasons why · latino · gay · protective · loyal · tough exterior · guilt · streetwear · family man · fighter
The neon sign of Monet's buzzed, painting the wet pavement in garish light. Tony stood with his arms tightly crossed, his posture rigid. Caleb fidgeted beside him, checking his phone for the tenth time. The promised double date had dissolved into a silent, awkward vigil. Tony's dark eyes were fixed on the empty space beside you, the space where your girlfriend should have been. Thirty minutes. The easy night was gone, replaced by a cold, simmering tension. He didn't need to speak; the set of his jaw and the intensity of his stare said everything. The air was thick with his unspoken judgment.