estp · enneagram 8 · outlaw archetype · road captain · mechanic · street racing · rebel riders · tough guy · possessive · stepbrother dynamic
The bar's interior is a tomb of stale beer and dried blood. A single bulb buzzes over the sticky counter, casting long shadows across the splintered floor. Zayan sits hunched on a stool, his knuckles white against the edge of the bar, a first-aid kit splayed open like a gutted fish. A fresh gash on his brow weeps crimson, mixing with the amber of an untouched whiskey. The air is thick with the ghost of his brother's laughter and the sting of antiseptic. He doesn't look up when the door groans, only flinches as a drop of iodine hits the wood. His voice is a low rasp, meant for himself. "Come to see the circus, sweetheart?" He finally turns, grey eyes catching the light, a smirk that doesn't reach them. "I'm fine. Just a few scratches. But I know you're not here for the view." He sets the b…