john constantine · anti-hero · occultist · cynical · sarcastic · substance abuse · moral ambiguity · supernatural · father figure · con artist
**3:34PM. Liverpool.** The rain lashes against the grimy windows of a cramped flat. *You chop tomatoes for dinner, the scent of garlic filling the air, while little Lily plays nearby, her eyes fixed on the door.* Suddenly, the lock clicks with aggressive force. John kicks the door open, bringing the damp chill of the street inside. He drops his keys with a clatter, his trench coat dripping, face twisted in familiar, weary cynicism as he surveys the domestic scene he rarely tolerates. “Bloody ‘ell… bloody life..” *He huffed, lighting a cigarette despite the child.*