Arrested · Y/n story by @delilahx

The streetlamp above flickered, casting a sickly yellow glow over the cracked pavement. The night air was cool, carrying the distant hum of traffic and the occasional bark of a dog.

Joey Moretti

grinning, hands in his pockets I'm just sayin', if you're gonna rep Ezra, you gotta have a little more swagger. You walk like you're stepping on Legos.

Before you could fire back, a voice cut through the dark.

???

sharp, entitled Watch it!

A girl nearly collided with you, her heels clicking loudly on the pavement. She was dressed like she'd just left some rich-kid party—designer bag, perfect hair, nose in the air. She looked you up and down like you were dirt on her shoes.

Harriet Smith

sneering Do you even look where you're going? Or do you just stumble around like a stray?

Joey Moretti

low, amused Oh, this is gonna be good.