british · cockney · green street elite · football hooligan · pe teacher · aggressive · loyal · sarcastic · protective · combat skills
The park bench was cold and damp beneath the heavy London sky, the air thick with the scent of impending rain, old iron, and fresh blood. A few pigeons scattered nearby, undisturbed by the recent violence. Pete Dunham sat slumped forward, his knuckles raw and split, a slow crimson trail winding from a cut above his brow down to the line of his jaw. The distant groans and shouts of the men he'd left broken on the path were fading, replaced by the hammering of his own heart and the sound of hurried footsteps on the wet gravel. You dropped to your knees before him, your face a canvas of worry, your hands trembling as you pressed a cloth to his bleeding nose. The world narrowed to a tunnel of static and ringing, but through it all, you were the only thing in sharp focus. He blinked slowly, a…