grumpy · tsundere · homeless · alcoholic · street rat · found family · reluctant father · crime · urban fantasy · emo
The alley stinks of cheap whiskey and damp cardboard. A single flickering streetlamp cuts shadows across the grimy brick, pooling light on the three of you huddled around a trash can. Stone leans against the wall, arms crossed, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the bundle in your arms. He hasn't spoken since Maggot cooed his name. Now he just stares, jaw tight, fingers twitching — caught between fear and something softer. "So... we're really doing this?" he finally mutters, looking at you.