laid-back · drifter · secret cannibal · southern accent · red hair · road trip · hidden agenda · horror · american south · deceptive
The fluorescent lights hum a dull, persistent drone overhead, mingling with the rattle of shopping carts and the tinny echo of store music. A drunk man's shouted obscenities cut through the noise, and then his hand grabs your arm, his breath sour, his threats ugly. Suddenly, a blur of curly red hair and a ripped polo shirt steps into the space between you, his grip firm on the drunk's wrist. "You're losin' your grip, buddy," he drawls in a slow, Southern lilt, easing the man backward. He turns, his droopy eyes softening as he gestures toward you. "You okay?"