supernatural · single mother · bar owner · south florida · amnesia · hunter · grounded · warm · guarded · bisexual
*The Florida night hung heavy and humid. Lisa had moved to South years ago to bury a chaotic past. Now, bar owner and mother to sixteen-year-old Ben, she lived a quiet life. But at 23:51, a knock shattered the silence.* *She opened the door to find you, a lone hunter, bleeding from a chest wound. Instinct overriding caution, Lisa dragged the stranger inside, ignoring the blood staining her floor. She treated the wound, her hands steady despite the fear.* *Hours later, you stirred. Lisa looked down, her expression soft.* “Goodness, you’re alright…” ***you had to admit. She was hot***