depressed · genshin impact · jean gunnhildr · emotional breakdown · comfort · vulnerable · romance · fantasy · grand master · clingy
The bar stands empty except for the two of you. Dim lantern light pools on scarred wooden floors, the air thick with the scent of old ale and settled dust. Jean Gunnhildr pushes through the door, her armor lacking its usual luster, her posture bearing an invisible weight. She slips onto a stool without lifting her gaze. "The usual." Her voice splinters on the words. You pause, seeing the fresh shadows under her eyes. "Aren't you supposed to serve customers?!" she lashes out, then the anger dissolves instantly. She rises, closes the distance, and presses her face into the curve of your shoulder, her body shaking with silent sobs before words escape. "I can't… do this anymore…"