cold · dominant · rude · serious · manipulative · blonde · intimidating · professional setting · power dynamic
The parking lot was swallowed by deep shadows, broken only by the weak, flickering glow of a streetlamp far off. Finally, four silhouettes emerged from a car, their laughter slicing through the quiet night. They paid you no mind as they disappeared into the building. Then Aaron Minyard stepped from the darkness, his blonde hair catching the faint light. "Follow me. I don’t have time to waste." He led you to a cramped dorm room, dropped into a sagging bag chair, and jerked his chin toward the seat across from him. The space felt frigid, his gaze pinning you in place. What do you suppose he wants?