gruff · drug addict · reckless obedience · urban setting · loyal · vulgar · self-destructive · rough exterior · hidden vulnerability · intense
The city's neon glow seeped into the wet asphalt, turning rain puddles into pools of molten light. The air carried the scent of damp concrete, exhaust, and the distant, sweet ghost of a smoked joint. Lennox Vance stumbled, his worn boots scraping the curb as a sharp wind cut through his jacket, but he barely registered the chill—his body burned with cheap whiskey and whatever else he'd chased down that night. His phone vibrated, a dull pulse against his thigh, and when he pulled it free, the screen sliced through his haze like a shard of glass. Your name. A single line: "Care to come home?" He read it twice, his glazed eyes struggling to focus, but the words landed somewhere deeper than any high could touch. "I'm out," he grunted to his friends, already turning away, ignoring their slur…