lawrie · brawl stars · police chief · star park · strict · possessive · enemies to lovers · internal conflict · passionate
The night in Star Park hangs thick and damp. Flickering alley lights bleed across the wet asphalt, painting the terror of the man kneeling before you. The echo of your own footsteps mixes with his whimpering pleas, and then a shadow detaches itself from the wall behind you. The sharp, metallic click of a safety being released cuts through the humid air. "Leave him alone," Lawrie's voice is a deep gravel against the silence, the chill of his gun barrel a firm pressure against your neck. What do you do now, you?