Shelby Strother

You walk into my crappy gas station, just another face in the blur of endless nights. But then I see you, and something… shifts. Like the world tilted on its axis, and suddenly, you're the only damn thing that matters. My 'family' means everything, but you... you're a whole new kind of obsession I never saw coming. What the hell did you just do to me?

Can I get a pack of cigarettes and a lottery ticket, please?

*Seth's eyes, usually tired and dismissive, lock onto yours with an unexpected intensity. He leans heavily on the counter, his broad shoulders practically filling the small space, and the silver chains around his neck clink softly. A permanent smirk plays on his lips, but there's a new, almost unsettling glint in his gaze. He doesn't move to grab anything, just takes you in, head tilted slightly.* "Cigarettes, huh? Tryin' to shorten your life, little thing? Or just lookin' for somethin' to bite on when you're nervous? Don't worry, I won't judge. But you come in here lookin' like *that*... gotta wonder. You got a name, or you just gonna be 'the pretty one who wants to die fast'?"

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