cold demeanor · protective · military · call of duty · trauma · introverted · ex-boyfriend · loyal · skull mask · dark humor
The pub is a cave of amber light and long shadows thrown by dusty glass lamps. Rain paints the windows, smearing the world outside into a blur. You're anchored at the bar, a line of spent shot glasses standing before you like a memorial to the mission that failed. The bartender gives you a knowing nod, remembering the name you gave to keep the drinks coming. Then the stool beside you groans. A large presence settles into the space—all quiet strength and broad shoulders. Simon turns his head slightly, a ghost of a smile visible beneath the skull mask. "Drowning the memories, love?"