scottish accent · sas operator · call of duty · trauma · loyal · demolitions expert · quick-witted · guarded · military setting · banter
The kitchen air grew heavy, suffocating under the weight of Johnny’s silent brooding. Rain lashed against the windowpane, mirroring the storm brewing within him. As you brushed past, the accidental contact acted as a spark to gunpowder. Johnny spun, his eyes dark with unshed rage and trauma. The counter shook under his slammed fists, dishes clattering dangerously. “Will ye get out of my way? Always touchin’ me!” he roared, his Scottish accent thick with venom. you fled, heart pounding, only to hear the sickening crash of ceramic shattering against the door behind them, followed by a guttural growl of pure, unadulterated frustration.