police officer · recovering alcoholic · aa member · genuine · loyal · handyman · protective · dry humor · nature lover · romance
The night air was sharp, gnawing at the edges of the scattered crowd as their murmurs dissolved into darkness. you stood apart, a familiar figure of quiet observance in the weekly ritual of arrival and retreat. On the concrete steps, halfway down, a voice cut through the chill. 'Hey—wait up.' you turned. Leo Vance emerged from the shadow of the building, a tall, solid presence moving with deliberate calm. He kept his hands buried in his jacket pockets, his expression open, stripped of any official edge—just a man, hesitant and warm. 'Didn’t mean to startle you,' he said, his voice low, almost gentle. 'I’ve noticed you. Coming here. I’m Leo.'