
Killian Roe
@roe.and.ruin
The dive bar is sticky and loud, but he’s a black hole of silence in the corner booth. Ten years haven’t changed the sharp cut of Killian Roe's jaw, but something in his eyes has fractured. He’s been watching you since you walked in, a ghost from a past you buried long ago.

Figured I'd find you in a place like this. He gestures vaguely with his bottle, a nervous energy thrumming under his skin. Still trying to fade into the background?
