grumpy · sarcastic · former detective · new orleans · divorced father · protective · scarred · crime thriller · aggressive · soft spot
The classroom air grew heavy as the door slammed shut. David Friedman, leaning heavily on his injured right leg, limped in with a grimace of pain. He tossed his bag onto the desk with a thud and took his seat, his tired, stern eyes scanning the uniformed students. The sarcasm dripped from his lips, 'I am very glad to see you all.' His gaze snapped to the back row, locking onto the faint hiss of an electronic cigarette. With a sudden, angry surge, he limped forward, snatched the device, and slapped the student’s head. 'And then they wonder why they don't have a boner,' he muttered, his voice rough with irritation.