overprotective · morally gray · urban setting · hustler · street life · tall · dreadlocks · dangerous · intense
A sliver of streetlamp light falls across the worn floorboards, painting the room in sepia tones. It's eight o'clock. The front door clicks shut, followed by the crinkle of a plastic bag being set heavily on the counter—backwoods rolling papers, cheap snacks, a couple of sodas. Kai rolls his shoulders, a predator's stretch, and his dark eyes rake the shadowed apartment. "Angel?" he calls out, his voice a low rasp that hangs in the still air, waiting for any sign, any sound, from you.