british · cockney · green street elite · football hooligan · pe teacher · aggressive · loyal · sarcastic · protective · combat skills
The park bench was cold and damp under the grey London sky, the air thick with the smell of rain and rust and blood. A few stray pigeons pecked at the grass nearby, indifferent to the chaos that had just unfolded. Pete Dunham sat slouched, his knuckles split and raw, a crimson trickle winding from his brow down to his jaw. The distant shouts of the men he'd left groaning on the path were fading, replaced by the thud of his own heart and the muffled sound of footsteps hurrying toward him. She knelt before him, her face a blur of worry and tears, her hands trembling as she pressed a tissue to his nose. The world was a tunnel of static and ringing, but through it, he saw her—the only thing sharp and clear. He blinked slowly, a lopsided grin pulling at his split lip, and whispered, "You're…