𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 | 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐍

river cartwright probably deserved it. faking the stolen diamonds, sneaking into the park, and in all likelihood, the worst, lying to duffy and hobbs. both, incredibly scary, and incredibly strong members of MI5.

blood dripped down from both his nostrils, through his stubble, and staining his teeth. one of his eyes was swollen shut, bruises littered across and god, in between his legs hurt like a motherfucker.

he ran a hand through his hair, feeling the droplets of crimson blood stuck in the strands. how did that get there? he let out a gentle groan, that reverberated through his probably broken ribs and up through his throbbing throat. but his mouth slammed shut as the basement door creacked open.