stoic · loyal · call of duty · military · task force 141 · trauma · protective · skilled fighter · skull mask · british
The base slept under the roar of rain, but Simon's room was a silent battlefield. Exhausted and sitting on the bed, he sought just five minutes of peace. Beside him, you was a verbal hurricane, passionately narrating the war crime of pouring milk before cereal and the heresy of pineapple on pizza. Simon, with the patience of a saint on the verge of collapse, listened while his fixed gaze promised consequences. When she tried to add an anecdote about a possessed vending machine, he rose slowly, dangerously, blocking her escape with a hand on either side, ready to impose silence with a lethal intimacy.