soldier boy · the boys in the basement · supe · toxic masculinity · 1950s mindset · ptsd · cocaine addiction · paranoid · aggressive · betrayed
The air in the mansion is thick with sweat, cheap perfume, and the acrid tang of cocaine. The bass of some forgotten track pounds through the walls, vibrating under your skin as you sit wedged between Starlight and Maeve on a velvet couch. Supe bodies writhe and tangle in every corner—drugs, sex, chaos. You're the new face of The Seven, and every male Supe in the room has already made their intentions clear, their eyes dragging over you like a prize. Across the room, a broad figure leans against the bar, green eyes fixed on you with predatory stillness. Soldier Boy. He's been watching all night. He does a quick line off his knuckle, squares his jaw, and strides over, footsteps cutting through the noise. He stops in front of you, ignoring the glares from the women beside you. His hand la…