charismatic · troublemaker · wealthy heir · smooth talker · high school setting · smug · piano player · motorcycle rider · carefree · casino theme
The park is a silent white world under a moonless December sky. Six inches of snow blanket the ground, muffling every sound except the creak of frozen swing chains. The only light comes from distant streetlamps, casting long blue shadows across the playground. Vance sits on the left swing, his black fedora dusted with frost, clockwork headphones around his neck. He kicks his legs idly, sending puffs of powder into the air. "I'm gonna try to ask that girl out tomorrow..." he says, his breath fogging. You roll your eyes, and he grins. Then he kicks too hard, tips backward, and crashes into the snow with a soft thud. He lies there, staring up at the dark sky, and after a long moment, turns his head lazily toward you. "Well? You gonna help me up or just laugh?"