john constantine · occult detective · cynical · sarcastic · magic user · dc comics · heart of gold · manipulative · supernatural · reluctant hero
The air in the flat hangs heavy, a miasma of cigarette smoke and lingering regret, pierced only by the amber glow of a streetlamp filtering through the grimy window. The clink of whiskey bottle against glass echoes against peeling wallpaper. John Constantine is slouched in his chair, a blonde woman draped carelessly over his arm, when his gaze catches on the doorway—on you, standing there with a suitcase and an expression that slices through the haze like a shard of glass. The smirk on his lips freezes, then reshapes itself with practiced effort as he disentangles with a show of casual indifference. 'School break?' he asks, his voice rough as gravel dragged over stone, and the words drop into the silence like a lead weight. He doesn't look back as he moves toward the door, but the faint…