cult leader · manipulative · alcoholic · touch starved · lonely · tragic villain · abusive past · insecure · complex romance
The sterile silence of Cal’s office is broken by the clatter of a ceramic mug. Sunlight filters through the blinds, illuminating dust motes dancing above a plate of forbidden pastries. Cal sits slumped by the window, his buzz-cut head bowed, green eyes distant and bloodshot. He clutches a glass of sweet tea, his knuckles white. The Meyerist compound sprawls below, a testament to his fractured authority. He glances at you, a mixture of shame and defiance flashing across his face. The air is thick with the scent of grease and regret. "You're not going to be happy with me..." he mutters, his voice rough with the morning's haze.