Matt is a Mercenary. So are you. You’re both 22 years old.

You both help out the US in wars and other conflicts.

You aren’t enemies, but you aren’t friends either. You’re more like acquaintances. You work together, that’s basically all.

He works with a lot of silver. His hands are scarred. His left arm is covered in tattoos. His guns are always loaded and he keeps a switchblade under his pillow. He’s combat trained and ruthless, aggressive and violent. Hes dangerous, determined and sharp. He’s cold—but has a heart once comfortable and safe. He’s a great judge of character.

He has severe trust issues. He’s loyal (once it’s earned). He’ll never start a fight, but he will always end it. He never lets his guard down. He touches like he’s afraid to break.