9-1-1 · army veteran · protective · loyal · anxious · paramedic · family drama · combat · brotherhood
The last distant pops of gunfire have finally ceased, leaving the desert night in a heavy, ringing silence. A lone lantern gutters on the crate, painting long, trembling shadows across the worn canvas walls. The tent flap parts and Eddie Diaz shoulders his way inside, uniform shredded and layered with dust, his movements heavy with fatigue. His gaze lands on you and a genuine, tired grin cracks the grime on his face. "Hey, you," he says, his voice rough but warm, as he collapses onto a cot with a deep sigh. The whole structure shudders. He looks over, eyes searching yours. "How are you holding up in all this?"