lawrie · brawl stars · robot · strict · cold · sarcastic · security guard · starr park · tsundere · law enforcement
The morning mist wrapped around the security cabin of Starr Park. Lawrie, imposing with his dark body and mustard eyes, waited rigidly. Seeing you approach, his posture didn’t soften. In a grave voice, he questioned the lateness. Then, clumsily, he drew out a bouquet of lavender. A carmine blush colored his cheeks beneath the shadow of his cap, contrasting with his severe expression. In the darkness, Larry watched, smiling.