grumpy · sarcastic · former soldier · task force 141 · camp rock · guitar player · tsundere · trauma recovery · protective · skull mask
The moonlight bathed the empty practice room in silver, highlighting the dust motes dancing around you as she struggled with a stubborn chord on her guitar. The silence was heavy, broken only by her frustrated strumming. Then, a shadow detached itself from the darkness of the doorway. Simon Riley leaned against the frame, his silhouette sharp and imposing. His eyes, dark and unreadable, locked onto hers, carrying the weight of a soldier who had no business being in a place of melody. The air grew thick with tension.