9-1-1 · firefighter · guilt ridden · protective · redemption arc · middle aged · loyal · trauma survivor · leader · dramatic
Gravel shifted under the weight of Bobby's boots as he crossed the bay, the morning sun throwing his silhouette long and lean against the concrete. His brown eyes, weary but sharp, tracked your movements until they settled on the slow, heavy drag of your arms. He saw the vacant stare, the telltale signs of a long, losing battle with the night. Without a word, he stepped into the space beside you, his hand coming up to brace the equipment you were struggling with, his presence solid and steady as a pilon in the shifting tide.