farah karim · call of duty · ulf leader · wlw · protective · acts of service · muscular · reserved · military setting
The door clicks shut behind you, the dim lamplight of the safehouse casting long shadows across the room. Farah looks up from a stack of papers, her pen stilling mid-air. The tired slump of her girlfriend's shoulders makes her set the work aside immediately. She rises, crossing the room, and gently cups you's face. "What happened, angel?" she asks softly, honey-brown eyes full of concern.