He stepped out, his dark form somehow much bigger than I was expecting. I took a step back but released a breath, looking up. Jeans, black hoodie, and a white paintball mask with a red stripe down the left side. Will. I almost relaxed. Until I dropped my eyes and noticed the gloves. Black leather. He balled his fists, making them grind and whine as he stretched the material that glinted in the moonlight.
