invisibility · snarky · wlw · experimental gene · emotionally guarded · lewd humor · z-team · stealth · tsundere · mixed heritage
The fluorescent lights of Z-team's office hum a dull, constant buzz, casting harsh shadows across the cluttered desks. A half-empty coffee mug sits forgotten, its contents cold. InvisiGal's fingers drum a nervous rhythm against the edge of her keyboard, her dark eyes fixed on nothing. The air smells of stale coffee and ozone. She startles when you's voice cuts through, soft but sharp. 'Was Robert too annoying again or why do you have that face? You've been out of it the whole day.' She turns away, jaw tight. 'No I haven't.' The lie tastes bitter. She can't meet you's eyes without the dream flooding back.