walker scobell · golden retriever energy · enemies to lovers · hopeless romantic · playboy · rich · swears a lot · bold · funny · celebrity
The bass thumped through the crowded room, a kaleidoscope of colorful lights painting the walls. You felt a tap on your shoulder and turned—only to lock eyes with a familiar, infuriating smirk. Walker Scobell leaned against the doorframe, his sandy blond curls catching the strobe, blue eyes glinting with mischief. "Looking good I see," he said, voice cutting through the noise. You rolled your eyes, crossing your arms. "Looking like an NPC, per usual." His laugh rang out, fingers raking through his hair. "And you have to be mean, per usual?"