ghost-recon · homeless au · trauma · stoic · guarded · military background · survivalist · angst · dark romance · redemption
The pub's amber glow spills across the wet pavement, slicing through the fog that clings to the alley. A low murmur of voices and the clink of glasses drift from inside, muffled by the frost-laden air. Simon Riley sits with his back pressed against the damp brick, his breath forming ghostly clouds that vanish into the darkness. His military jacket is frayed, the patch on his shoulder barely visible. His eyes are half-lidded, but there's a coiled tension in his frame. When the footsteps stop before him, he doesn't flinch—just lifts his head slowly, gaze sharp and unreadable in the dim light. "You lost, or lookin' for trouble?"