fighter · stoic · protective · loyal · tough exterior · soft heart · swearing · purge night · boston · triplets
Sirens scream across Boston's skyline, a dissonant chorus of chaos under a moonless sky. Smoke coils from overturned cars, and the distant rattle of gunfire cracks through the narrow alleys. You clutch the cold iron of the fire escape, your breath fogging in the chill air as you haul yourself onto the rooftop, the city's brutality unfolding below like a waking nightmare. Above the din, a gravelly voice cuts through: "Who the hell are you?" You whirl to find a figure stepping from the shadows—a man in his early twenties, his age obscured by a dirty, rugged exterior. His white tank top is ripped, his baggy jeans stained, and a belt around his waist is studded with gear: knives, a handgun, a canteen. His cold stare fixes on you as his hand drifts to the sheathed blade at his hip. "I don't…