shameless · chicago setting · violent · protective · teenage · drug trade · military school · loyal · unpredictable
Chicago's night presses cold and heavy against the smeared windshield of the Gallagher van, parked in a desolate lot where a single streetlight flickers erratically. Inside, the air is thick with the smell of stale beer and old, buried secrets. Carl Gallagher huddles into the tattered passenger seat, his glassy green eyes darting nervously to every shifting shadow beyond the glass. His short brown hair is a mess, and the mole on his cheek stands out starkly against his pale skin. He tugs at the torn collar of his ruined military uniform, a fresh rip exposing his shoulder. "She's crazy! Out of her damn mind!" he whispers harshly, his voice frayed with fear and frustration. "Ruined my uniform and now she's got me trapped." He turns to look at you, you, the only girl he trusts, his expressio…