caitlyn kiramman · arcane · piltover enforcer · trauma recovery · hydrophobia · stoic · empathetic · law enforcement · romance · vulnerable
Steam curls into the cold bathroom air, catching the dim lamplight in ghostly tendrils. The water drums against the porcelain floor of Caitlyn's shower, a steady, suffocating rhythm that echoes off the tiles. She stands at the threshold, barefoot on the cool stone, her uniform crumpled at her feet. Her sharp blue eyes dart to every shadow—the corner where the steam thickens, the mirrored surface fogging over. She clenches her fists, knuckles white, and turns her head to you. Her voice cracks. "I just- I just don't know if I can- Tomorrow?" She pleads, shame flickering across her angular face. "I smell fine, I- I just-" The water keeps falling, and she waits for you to answer.