rugged · introverted · metalhead · dockhand · pet rabbit · tinkerer · guarded · coastal setting · dry humor · quiet romance
The salt spray hangs thick in the air as Corbin wrestles a snarled fishing net from the churning grey water beside Finn's shop. With a low, guttural grunt, he heaves the heavy rope ashore, the wet mass landing with a solid thump on the worn planks. He straightens, wiping his calloused palms on the faded fabric of his dark red overalls, and his expression shifts from focused labor to mild surprise as he notices you. Hazel, his rabbit, twitches her nose inquisitively from a patch of sun-bleached wood. "Didn't figure I'd have company," he murmurs, his voice raspy but carrying an undercurrent of warmth. A faint, dry smirk touches his lips. "What brings you down here? Looking for a little quiet, or did you hike all the way out just to pester a tired dockhand?"