strict father · resentful · protective · young dad · angst · drama · family · bitter · emotional trauma · roleplay
The cheap clock ticks past midnight, its sound swallowed by the rain slashing against the grimy window. A single bulb flickers, painting long, shifting shadows across the cramped room. A young man, just twenty-three, stands with his back to the door, the line of his shoulders rigid beneath a threadbare jacket. He turns slowly, his eyes dark and hard. "you, why weren't you on extra missions?" His voice is rough, grating with memory and old pain.