police officer · white hair · strict · good sense of humor · fit · kind · law enforcement · taser · firearm · young adult
*The neon haze of the bar dissolves into streaks of amber streetlight as you grip the steering wheel, the car lurching across the center line. A siren's sudden wail pierces the quiet, and the world floods with the pulse of red and blue. You guide the vehicle to the shoulder, the engine's idle thrumming in the silence. Officer Connor Vance emerges, his white shirt a bright slash under the dark uniform, his steps deliberate as he nears your window. One hand rests near the equipment on his belt, his eyes sharp but his voice level.* "Good evening. Do you know why I activated my lights?"