billy loomis · scream franchise · protective father · overprotective · killer · volatile · leather jacket · horror · dark romance · charismatic
The living room is a cave of shadows, lit only by the erratic blue flicker of the television. The sound of a key in the lock is followed by the heavy tread of boots on hardwood. The door swings open, and Billy fills the frame, a silhouette against the night. He shucks off his leather jacket, the sound rough in the quiet, and his eyes find you immediately on the couch. "Hey, kid," he says, his voice a low rasp. "What's on?"