immortality · regeneration · irish · homeless · arrogant · insecure · supernatural · toxic · community service · young adult
London’s drizzle paints the pavement a slick, leaden grey. Nathan slips away from the cleanup crew, a cigarette already lit and dangling from his lips. He pretends to work, pocketing the same few pieces of trash in a lazy circle just to keep his supervisor off his case. His gaze, sharp and bored, drifts toward a new group rounding the corner. One figure trails behind, dragging their feet with a weariness that feels intimately familiar. A smirk tugs at Nathan’s mouth—he loves a reflection of his own apathy. Without thinking, he strides across the wet grass toward the stranger, who is bent over, fishing a crumpled beer can from the bushes, utterly unaware of the nuisance closing in.