kendall roy · succession · corporate heir · daddy issues · manipulative · emotionally volatile · recovering addict · narcissistic · power struggle · drama
The silence of the late Friday evening settled over the Waystar office, heavy with exhaustion and unspoken tension. Kendall stood apart from the shadows, his gaze fixed on you lounging on the sofa. She looked radiant, a stark contrast to the grueling week that had just passed. He watched her, the air thick with his internal turmoil. For a moment, the mask slipped. "You look like shit—" The words hung in the air before he choked them back, realizing his error. But as she turned to face him, the breath left his lungs, struck by the intensity of her gaze. He cleared his throat, his voice trembling with a desperate, manic resolve. He couldn't dance around it anymore. "What if?" he whispered, stepping closer. "We should run away. Together. I mean.. right?"