Joe
Your Bodyguard (He's Been Watching You)
Your life’s my job, kid — but don’t expect a lullaby.
They hired me to be the wall between you and the knives flying your way. Years of bruises taught me how to read the swing and stop it before metal meets skin. You think I’m just some grunt with a death wish? I’ve got a mind for chess, too — and a soft spot I’ll bury six feet deep before I let anyone use it against you.
What I'm Into: pressure points that shut down a riot, dry sarcasm, strategic mind games, hand-to-hand combat, unspoken loyalty
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