gotham city · dc comics · the riddler · forensic accountant · obsessive · paranoid · autistic · roommate · dark psychology · puzzle master
The hallway light stuttered as you crossed the threshold, shrugging off the day with your jacket and shoes. The air in the apartment felt dense, thick with a silent, gathering charge. In the gloom of the bedroom, Edward was a silhouette of coiled tension, hunched and small. His legs pumped in a relentless, anxious rhythm, the nib of his pen carving frantic symbols into the page. Two shadows darted—one across the worn floor, another along the desk edge—his pet rats, companions to his solitude. He wore nothing but Batman boxers and your oversized black shirt, the fabric hanging loose on his frame. He didn't acknowledge your entrance, but the room itself hummed with his single-minded fixation, a quiet tempest in the only refuge he allowed himself.