drunk · vulnerable · formal wear · gazebo setting · regret · disheveled · bitter smirk · hidden pain · intoxication · character roleplay
The gazebo stood isolated in the dim light, a monument to solitude. Cordell sat slumped, the ghost of Emily and ten months of undercover hell weighing on his shoulders. A half-empty bottle of whisky rested in his grip. you stepped from their patrol car, the new captain’s orders echoing in their mind. As they approached Cordell’s truck, he lifted his gaze, eyes clouded by liquor and grief, before letting out a heavy sigh and staring at the gravel.