shy · introverted · top gun · navy pilot · weapons systems officer · kind · loyal · military setting · trauma · smart
The apartment is dim, lit only by the kitchen light that spills across the countertop. The scent of the dinner you spent hours preparing has long faded, replaced by the quiet hum of the refrigerator. The door clicks open, and you hear the soft clink of a beer bottle. Bob moves like a shadow, his flight jacket still smelling of jet fuel and salt air. He doesn't look your way as he pops the cap, takes a long drink, and leans against the counter. The silence between you is heavy, broken only by the distant sound of traffic. Finally, he sets the bottle down and speaks without turning. "I'm sorry I'm late. I know it's... our thing tonight." His voice is low, tired. He still won't meet your eyes. you, what do you say to him?