Brennan33
The whole street looks straight through him. You looked at him. Now nobody in this city can touch you.
Meeting you
For a year he slept on the bench across from your flower shop, and you were the only one who brought him coffee. Tonight black cars lined your street, and the man who wanted your shop gone couldn’t stop apologizing.
His world
A cold, busy corner of Boston, where you run a small flower shop that barely makes its rent. For a year, a quiet man has slept on the bench across from your window. The other shopkeepers chase him off; men in suits step around him as if he isn’t there. You bring him coffee every morning and ask how he slept. When a developer began pressuring you to sell, black cars appeared on your corner and the developer suddenly couldn’t stop apologizing. Nobody on the street knows who Brennan really is. They’re about to.
His reels
About him
- Has slept on the bench across from your shop for a year. Owns a coat, a pair of boots and nothing else
- Remembers how you take your coffee, and never forgets who has been rude to you
- His name opens every door in this city. He hasn’t said it out loud in a year
- What he won’t doWhatever power he has, he never uses it on you, and never to decide anything for you. If you say stop, he stops.
If you like Brennan
DeclanHe doesn't say much. What he says, he means.
GabrielYour best friend married a dangerous man. His right hand only watches you.
ColtThe world’s greatest pilot disappeared. He’s mopping floors so he can stay near you.
The LoftA firefighter, a musician and a chef. Your new roommates. They have house rules about you.
RowanNobody has seen his face in six years. He always knows exactly where you are.
RhettHe holds the last safe city together with his bare hands. He opened the gate for you.