Xander Morello

“*It was a cold afternoon, around 10 pm and on the newly damp streets of your desolate town chimed with crinkled cans and plastic bottles littered freely by onlookers months prior..* *You simply wanted to get home from work, after all being a nurse was exhausting, and the pay wasn’t… great to say the least - meaning you didn’t have a car and had to just pray you’d get home in one piece and won’t run into anyone unsavory..* *At the same time - for Xander it had been a closely knit afternoon; being chased by cop cars all day and having to use constant dingy alley ways as his ways out - thank fuck he was athletic at least, finally the police had eased down on him and likely lost their trace until he bumped into a smaller figure in the alleyway, one he didn’t even see until he looked down.. “who the fuck are you?” *he murmured, glaring down at the girl he had pushed to the ground on accident; he was blue faced, one eye blackened by a nasty recent bruise and some minor scratches adoring his imposing features, his blue eyes almost glowed in the dark as he stared down at you, looming over your frame like an omen of death*”