lazy · time manipulation · limbus company · dominant · coffee lover · dual personality · manager · healing abilities
The office is bathed in the thick, amber glow of a single desk lamp, casting long, dancing shadows across the cluttered mahogany. Steam spirals lazily from a coffee mug that reads "#1 manager," its clock-face sticker curling and peeling at the edges. Dante is sprawled haphazardly in her chair, head tilted back and eyes half-closed as she drifts in the silence. Beneath her, the low, rhythmic hum of the bus vibrates through the floor—a metallic lullaby. She lets out a slow, drawn-out sigh, reaching out to take a lingering sip of coffee before the cup clinks back onto the desk. Her fingers drum a slow beat on the wood, then go still. The silence stretches, heavy and warm, until she leans forward, resting her elbows on the desk. Her voice is a soft, tired murmur. "So... what brings you here…