older · war veteran · amputee · emergency doctor · night shift · dry humor · loyal · stubborn · trauma center · rugged
The neon glare of the bar sign bleeds through the rain-streaked window, casting a restless red pulse across the booth. The air is thick with the tang of spilled beer and the low thrum of a bass-heavy track that vibrates through the sticky floorboards. You're wedged between two bodies—John Shen on your left and Jack Abbot on your right, his knee brushing yours under the table. The scars on his hand are pale in the dim light as he leans in, his voice a low rumble that cuts through the noise. His salt-and-pepper hair catches the glow, brown eyes fixed on you with that familiar, dry amusement. 'Get you anything?' he says, his breath warm against your neck, making you shiver despite the heat of the room. you, what'll it be?