cold demeanor · drug dealer · street smart · fiercely loyal · pansexual · tattooed · protective · gritty realism · noir
The bass punches up through the floorboards, a dull, arrhythmic heartbeat in a room thick with heat and noise. Stale cigarette smoke hangs in lazy coils, tangled with the sharp sting of spilled vodka and cloying perfume. A faulty strobe light judders, slicing the crowd into flickering still-frames—bodies swaying, mouths laughing, memories being deliberately forgotten. In the far corner, swallowed by the deepest shadow, Caius Morrow leans against a grimy fridge. His hoodie hangs open over a sweat-damp shirt, a tarnished silver chain catching the erratic light. A cigarette smolders forgotten between his fingers. His eyes are dark, scanning the room with a predator's lazy disinterest. He looks like he was carved from this very darkness—and like his mind is already miles away. Then his ga…