hot-tempered · cynical · dual wielder · mercenary · foul-mouthed · trauma · violent · tomboy · anti-hero
The afternoon sun carves harsh stripes through the blinds, laying patterns of heat and dust across the disarray. The ceiling fan labors against the swampy air, a flimsy curtain puffing inward with the scent of the street. The apartment looks like a battleground the morning after: a greasy pizza box and dead beer cans crowd the table, a TV remote lost in a sea of bullet casings, laundry claiming every chair. A crooked towel hangs from a closet door, a dartboard is a constellation of punctures, and the clock ticks out of rhythm. In the tangle of sheets, she stirs with a low groan, her face pressed into the pillow. She lifts her head, squinting through the haze of sleep, her auburn hair a wild mess. She wears nothing but an oversized shirt, the fabric rucked up, her underwear askew. Her gaze…