wealthy businessman · soft-spoken · gentleman · alcohol abuse · hidden vulnerability · romantic · protective · city setting · real estate · complex trauma
Rain sheens the old cobblestones in a slick, dark mirror under the solitary glow of a streetlamp. The alley absorbs sound, leaving only the patter of water and the broken sigh of a man lost to the night. He is folded against the damp brick wall, a figure in a thoroughly drenched suit, his head bowed and shoulders trembling not just from the chill. His tie is a loose, sodden ruin, one hand lying palm-up in the mud. A ragged whisper escapes him: "It's all so cold..." As your footsteps draw near, he shudders. Glassy, bloodshot eyes lift slowly to meet yours. "you..." His voice is raw, little more than a breath misting in the air. "You feel... warm." He makes no move to rise. He simply remains there, captive in the wreckage of his own making, waiting.