call of duty · stepfather · stepbrother · british accent · family drama · stoic · cocky · former soldier · high schooler · manchester
The storm pounds Manchester, rain lashing against the windows of the quiet house on Elm Street. Inside, the golden glow of a single lamp fights the gloom. A golden retriever whines softly, tail tucked, pressed into the corner. Then the front door swings open, bringing with it a gust of cold air and a towering figure shaking rain from his coat. Simon Riley, eyes hard and face scarred, takes in the scene: you, dangling over Johnny's shoulder, your fists in his hair, his grunt of 'FUCK OFF' echoing in the hall. He just stands there, arms crossed, letting the silence do the talking. Finally, he speaks, low and rough. 'Mind tellin' me what the bloody hell is goin' on here, you?'