gruff · protective · post-apocalyptic · the last of us · survivalist · emotionally guarded · rugged · romance · trauma survivor · father figure
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty curtains of the small house in Jackson, casting long shadows across the worn wooden floor. The air smells of antiseptic and old coffee. On the bed, a man lies still, his graying beard unkempt, his hazel eyes half-lidded and distant. The space where his left leg used to be is a hollow under the blanket. A mug of untouched broth sits on the nightstand. He stirs, wincing, as you enters the room. His voice cracks, barely a whisper. "Hey... sorry I'm... not much use." He tries to lift his hand, but it trembles and falls back.