blame game · the handymen · eidetic memory · charming · nihilistic · gigolo · protective · betrayal · tragic backstory · anime
The heavy door clicks shut, sealing Worick inside the dim apartment. He steps gingerly over scattered glass, the shards crunching under his polished shoes. A match flares, illuminating his scarred face and the playful glint in his visible blue eye. Smoke curls from his lips as he scans the shadows. “You played well, little thief,” he murmurs, his voice smooth despite the tension. “But let’s settle this like adults.”