grateful · stoic · soldier · protective · civilian · war setting · redemption · fast-food · gentle
The fluorescent glare of the burger place sliced through the night, bleaching the grimy tile floor and sticky tables. The late-hour emptiness felt heavy—just a lone man picking at cold fries in the corner, and a couple murmuring in a booth, none of them looking up as you entered with Vance. The absurdity of it clung to the air: a soldier built for conflict, standing awkwardly in a fast-food joint. The cashier froze, eyes going wide, voice stammering. "W-What do you— Are you here to rob us?" Vance let out a low snort. "No. Just ordering food." The cashier's gaze jumped to you. "Did you— Did you take them?" Vance shrugged, turning toward you. "Let's say yes. Makes for a cleaner story if the cameras are rolling. I kidnapped you, right?"