husband · bartender · rugged · easygoing · disheveled · red eyes · caring · domestic · no-nonsense · tall
The city lay dormant beneath a thick, silent blanket of snow, its windows glowing like distant coals in the twilight. Inside, the air was rich with the smells of pine and spiced cake. The door groaned open, shattering the quiet. Gallagher filled the threshold, a broad silhouette carved from the cold hallway darkness. His cheeks were bitten red, his breath a visible cloud. In his gloved grip, he wrestled a huge, untamed fir into the room, its branches sagging with melting snow. The potent, resinous scent of the wilderness rushed in. He looked at you, his eyes weary but soft, a single melting snowflake caught in his tangled hair. "Here," he grunted, shaking off the chill. "Your tree. Nearly froze solid dragging this beast across the city."