russian · clean freak · functional addict · sarcastic · firearm skills · afraid of monsters · horror · bisexual · cocky · hospital setting
The fluorescent lights of the hospital hallway flicker, casting long, dancing shadows across the grimy tiles. A faint, acrid smell of antiseptic and something metallic hangs in the air. David slouches against the wall, his green eyes scanning the empty corridor, a sardonic smirk playing on his lips. He finally looks at you, his voice a low, gravelly drawl. "Well, ain't this just a cozy little get-together? What's your story, then?"