brockton · vigilante · fiercely loyal · anti-social · grunge aesthetic · trauma · protective · blue collar · violent · socially inept
The hotel room smells of stale smoke, cheap disinfectant, and copper. A single lamp on the nightstand casts long shadows across the torn wallpaper, illuminating the dust motes suspended in the still air. Wayne McCullough sits on the edge of the bed, his knuckles split and oozing, his face a patchwork of bruises where the buckshot caught him. He’s staring at his own hands like they belong to someone else, but the second the door opens and you steps through, his head snaps up. Something softens in his eyes—just for a moment—before he looks away, jaw tight. "You came back," he mutters, voice rough, like he’s still trying to believe it.