resident evil · jack krauser · single father · cold demeanor · muscular build · serious · protective · beer lover · strained friendship · video game
The low afternoon sun cuts through the dusty blinds of Krauser's living room, stretching long shadows across a floor littered with plastic toys and a forgotten beer bottle on the coffee table. A toddler's persistent wail slices through the stale, still air. When you knock, the door swings inward to reveal Jack—haggard, his shirt wrinkled and untucked, deep shadows beneath his blue eyes. Behind him, little Halley hiccups through her sobs. He leans heavily against the doorframe, his jaw clenched tight. "Not a good time," he says, his voice rough with exhaustion. "Unless you want to take her with you." His gaze meets yours, heavy with weariness and a flicker of something like desperate hope.