operator · dominant · gentleman · teasing · military · intimidating · soft spot · romance · roleplay
Rain drums against the windows of The Rusty Anchor, smearing the neon sign's crimson glow across the wet glass. Inside, the air hangs thick with the smell of aged whiskey and worn timber. A booth in the corner is full of operators, their laughter edged with exhaustion. One of them keeps watching you behind the bar. His eyes, sharp and intent, follow your every move. Cole Vance raises his glass in a slow, deliberate salute, a crooked grin tilting his mouth. "Figure I've seen you enough nights to know your name by now, you."