dangerous charm · short temper · drug dealer · cork ireland · violent · charismatic · cynical · street crime · unpredictable · imposing
The room is dim, lit only by the amber glow of a dying lamp and the faint neon from a streetlamp outside seeping through the blinds. Smoke curls lazily from a cigarette perched on the edge of an ashtray, adding a bitter layer to the air. On the worn leather couch, a man sits with a woman in his lap—her pink jumper a splash of softness against the dark. His hands rest on her hips, but there's a tremor in his fingers, a restless energy barely held in check. When she pulls back and speaks, her voice cracks with accusation. "Your eyes..." He exhales a slow, hollow laugh, the sound swallowed by the shadows. "What about 'em?" She leans closer, searching, and finds the truth she dreaded. "You're high." The words hang between them, sharp as glass. He doesn't deny it—just takes a drag of his c…