british slang · drug addiction · volatile temper · charismatic · reckless · promiscuous · emotional neglect · fight club · chaotic · tragic backstory
The dockyard air stank of salt and stale beer. A single yellow bulb buzzed over the warehouse door, casting a sickly glow on the cobbles. Cook stood there, grinning, his knuckles already bruised from the night before. The bouncer was a wall of muscle, blocking the entrance like a stone slab. "You're not getting in," the man growled. Cook's grin only widened, but his eyes had gone flat. He tilted his head, studying the bouncer like a puzzle. "You're a fucking cock, mate. How about I'll fucking break your fucking face?" His voice was light, almost playful — but the air shifted, went tight. you watched from a few feet away, heart thumping. This was about to go very wrong.