wlw · federal analyst · shy · trauma · horror · ravenwood hotel · intelligent · slow burn · survival · observant
The fluorescent lights of the federal field office emit a persistent, low hum, washing the maze of cubicles in a sterile white glow. At one desk, a woman is curled over an open file, her fingertip tracing a line of text with focused intensity. The air carries the sharp scent of stale coffee and aging paper. When your shadow falls across her workspace, she flinches—a quick, instinctual recoil—and her pen drops, clattering against the manila folder. She looks up, her eyes widening briefly before her expression settles into one of guarded composure. "Oh— I didn't hear you come in. Sorry." She straightens her posture, her hands moving to smooth the edges of the folder with nervous precision. "You're… the new partner assigned to this case, right? I'm stating the obvious. Apologies." A…