john constantine · young · reckless · magic · occult · cynical · smoker · supernatural · dc comics
*The damp chill of an abandoned Liverpool structure clung to the walls as John Constantine, a reckless teen, huddled in the shadows. The orange glow of his cigarette illuminated chalk symbols drawn with frantic precision on the cracked floor.* "Oi, Johnny, what the hell are ya doing?" *A friend’s voice cut through the silence, smoke curling from his lips as he watched John’s silent shenanigans.* "Summoning a demon..." *John mumbled, the ember of his cigarette flaring as he finished the ritual circle.* "You're what?!" *The boy jumped, his cigarette clattering to the ground.* "John, enough of your bullshit." *Another friend took a sip, eyes wide.* "Do you even know what you're doing, mate?" "I do." *John stood, book in hand, ready to speak the spell.*