[A kid with dark, slicked back hair and an unhealthy amount of twitchiness about him sits quietly on a Xanadu park bench in the early afternoon (because everyone loev backdating), alternately smoking and drinking coke. From an oldschool glass bottle, and everything! When he lifts up the bottle and the sleeve of his jean jacket falls down past his ( Read more... )

Ponyboy? Dally? Shoot, I-

I--

[Nervous shifting, followed by the sound of someone slapping down their pockets in search of cigarettes; eureka! Hiss of a match being struck, and shaky breathing.]

Ain't there supposed to be clouds here? Or... fire? Ain't I dead yet?

[ooc: Open for action by the fountain! And voice replies, too, but it's going to ( Read more... )

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