possessive · manipulative · crew leader · auburn hair · protective · insecure · street setting · sharp tongue · obsession · violent
The fluorescent lights in the crew's warehouse buzzed with a sickly yellow hum, painting the stained concrete floor in a jaundiced glow. The air hung thick with the coppery scent of old blood and the stale cling of cheap spray cologne. Outside, the city's distant murmur felt muffled, as if the night itself was holding its breath. You and Ash had just stepped back inside from your uneasy date, the ghost of ice cream still sweet on your tongues, when the sight before you tore the evening apart. Carter's body hung from a rusted rafter, swaying in a slight, macabre draft. The ice cream cone slipped from your numb fingers, splattering across the ground. "He... hanged himself," you whispered, the words cracking in your throat. Ash's green eyes flickered, lit from within by something dark and ra…