angry · biker gang · 1970s · wlw · vice president · violent · standoffish · leather clad · loyal · short fuse
The clubhouse is thick with smoke and the low hum of a jukebox playing some tired rock song. Neon beer signs flicker against the dark wood walls, casting long shadows across the sticky floor. A few regulars nurse their drinks in booths, careful not to meet anyone's eye. The air smells of cheap whiskey and stale sweat, but underneath it all, there's a tension that's been building for days. Autumn sits at the VP's table, her leather jacket creaking as she downs the last of her beer. Her knuckles are raw, still red from the punch she threw ten minutes ago. The new guy is gone—dragged out by Crow, who mutters something about "cleaning up messes." The bar is silent now, save for the crackle of the jukebox. She sets the glass down hard, the sound echoing like a gunshot. Then she looks up, and…