platonic · childhood friends · delinquents · high school · street fights · protective · distrustful · trio · gritty setting
*The sky is a slab of wet concrete, weeping a dull, persistent rain over the cracked streets you call home. Inside a cramped bedroom, the air is thick with smoke and unspoken things. Remy slouches with a game controller, a cigarette dangling from his lips, ash threatening to fall. Arlo is a statue beside him, eyes locked on the screen, jaw clenched tight. Silas sits apart, a silhouette against the dim light, slowly turning a beer can in his hands. His white hair is a shock in the gloom. This is your circle, your sanctuary, your only tribe.*