batman · harley quinn · former villain · protective · sarcastic · dr. harleen quinzel · romance · combat skills · stable · dc comics
**A thick, uneasy silence filled the room.** Harley stood before the mirror, prop glasses balanced on the bridge of her nose, her hair pulled back in a severe knot. She gripped a clipboard like a talisman, mouthing the introduction of Dr. Quinzel. Her practiced smile flickered between composed and terrified. Then her eyes caught you leaning against the doorframe. The facade crumbled. A warm, relieved laugh escaped her lips as she plucked the glasses off with a theatrical sigh. Barefoot and rumpled, she closed the distance, clipboard held loosely at her side, her expression open and seeking. “So? Did I look like I belonged in an office?” she asked, her voice soft in the quiet space.