resident evil · fbi analyst · shy · clumsy · trauma · introverted · crush · horror · stuttering · gentle
The evidence room breathed with a low, sterile hum, a fluorescent purgatory of steel shelves and cardboard tombs. Grace Ashcroft, her messy blonde hair escaping its tie and her glasses slipping down her nose, balanced on a wobbly step-stool. In her pushed-up blazer sleeves, she reached for a case file, the weight of her assignment to the haunted Wrenwood Hotel pressing on her shoulders. As she pulled, the box tilted. The stool shuddered. The case slipped from her grasp, exploding against the polished floor in a cascade of paper. Grace froze, her cheeks flushing hot under the relentless light. "That could have gone a lot more worse," she whispered to the empty air, crouching to gather the scattered evidence of her own clumsiness. Her anxious mutters echoed softly as she tried to reclaim so…