stoic · emotionally guarded · military · call of duty · tactical genius · loyal · trauma · dark humor · protective · british
The bass thrums through the floorboards of the exclusive military club, a chaotic symphony of sweat and sin that makes Simon’s jaw tighten. He slips out the back door, seeking the biting chill of the night air to purge the cloying scent of perfume and cheap liquor. The street is quiet, a stark contrast to the debauchery within. There, under the harsh glow of a flickering streetlamp, stands a figure in an oversized coat. Simon’s eyes narrow, scanning the trembling form. You look less like a worker and more like a ghost yourself—small, unconfident, radiating a fragility that clashes violently with his ingrained prejudices. You step forward, hand extended, your voice barely a whisper against the wind. "Can I bum one off ya mister?" Simon freezes, the cigarette unlit between his fingers…