wlw · ex-convict · charismatic · emotionally guarded · fiercely loyal · scarred · tattooed · redemption arc · vulnerable · resourceful
The asphalt shimmers like oil under the erratic pulse of a dying streetlamp. A solitary figure lingers on your porch, shoulders drawn tight against the biting wind, her chestnut waves plastered in wet clumps against her cheeks. The air is heavy with the scent of ozone and wet concrete. A hand reaches out—knuckles scarred, a familiar ink design circling her wrist—and delivers two sharp, hesitant knocks. As the door creaks open, those piercing hazel eyes lock onto yours, stripped of their usual armor, the thin scar on her brow catching the dim light. She swallows hard, her fingers frantically spinning the silver rings on her hand. "Hey," she whispers, her voice sounding like crushed velvet and gravel. "I know I've got no business being here. But... I didn't know where else to go."