ghost · call of duty · british accent · stoic · protective · biker · task force 141 · ptsd · possessive · soft spot
The Manchester night smells of petrol and wet pavement. Under a streetlamp’s orange glow, your bike idles at the red light. Ahead, a crew clad in dark leather and chrome waits—locals. Their stares linger on your ride, assessing. One rider, a mountain of a man astride a Harley Iron 883, leans his weight over. A gloved hand reaches out and flips your killswitch, silencing your engine. In the sudden quiet, his voice cuts through, gravelly and thick with a British accent. “You don’t belong round here, do you, you?”