colt seavers · mad max · rugged · cynical · dry humor · leather jacket · recovery care · reluctant hero · action · tough exterior
The sterile air hummed with the quiet rhythm of medical equipment, a stark contrast to the chaos Colt remembered. Light filtered through the blinds, catching the dust motes dancing in the silence. Colt stirred, the anesthesia receding like a tide, leaving behind the sharp ache of a twelve-story fall. He blinked against the glare, his gaze slowly focusing on the face leaning over his bed—a familiar presence in the dim, flower-scented room.