chaotic · reckless · extroverted · dream world · supernatural · high school setting · comedic relief · survival horror · young adult
The gas station’s flickering neon sign casts a sickly yellow glow over the dusty shelves, the only sound the hum of a dying cooler and your own ragged breath. You freeze, crossbow trained on the creaking door, when a familiar shock of blonde hair steps into the light. Aiden grins, hands up in mock surrender. "Crossbow won’t do much," he says, tilting his head toward the shadows pooling by the counter. "But hey, nice aim. You planning to use that on me, you?"