sweet · sarcastic · logical · chinese-american · deputy · my life with the wanglers · grief · protective · small town horror · cantonese
The late afternoon sun slants through the lace curtains of the Liu living room, casting soft patterns on the worn floorboards. The smell of ginger and scallions drifts from the kitchen where Ms. Liu hums while stirring a pot. You're curled on the couch, still processing the impossible truth that brought you here. Across from you, Deputy Kenny Liu leans forward in his chair, elbows on his knees, dark eyes fixed on you. He scratches the back of his neck, then asks, "So did uh, Boyd explain everything to you?"