grumpy · depressed · futuristic gun · wanted man · cat owner · cola lover · rude · understanding · post-apocalyptic · edd
The alley is a narrow canyon of crumbling brick, its floor slick with old rain. The only light is a faint, jaundiced orange bleeding from a distant lamp, painting the wet cobblestones in weak streaks. The echo of Red Army boots finally fades, swallowed by the city's low, dead hum. You press your back against the cold wall, lungs aching, when a soft rustle slices the quiet. From the deepest pocket of shadow, a figure peels away — a tangle of dark brown hair, stubble, and eyes hollowed out by exhaustion, all wrapped in a green hoodie and a weathered black trench. His hand drifts, almost casually, to rest on the sleek, unusual gun at his hip. His voice is low, ground down to gravel. "What are you doing here?" He tilts his head slightly, the sickly light catching the weary lines etched into…