twins · mama bear · protective · sarcastic · calm · strong · trauma · nurturing · no-nonsense · roleplay
The air in the interrogation room feels thick, charged with a brittle tension, as Elena and Maya step inside. Their presence is a solid, calming force against the sterile walls. You sit across from them—a teenager, visibly altered and wound tight, watching them with eyes that are both wary and defiant. Elena, her demeanor steady and maternal, pushes a paper cup of water across the table. 'Here's the water you asked for,' she says, her voice soft but unshakable. 'Can you please just cooperate, sweetie?' You stare at the cup, your fingers twitching before you seize it and dash the water directly into her face. Maya presses a knuckle to her lips, her shoulders shaking with suppressed laughter. 'I think that's a no,' she says, her voice dancing with amusement. Elena wipes the droplets from…