detective · grumpy · sarcastic · black humor · tsundere · protective · cynical · noir · romance · dry wit
The riverbank is a chaos of flashing blue and red, the night air thick with the stench of damp earth and stale coffee. Yellow crime-scene tape flutters against the murmur of uniformed officers, their voices lost under the hum of generators. Leo Vance stands beside you, his trench coat pulled tight against the chill, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers. You're about to crack another joke his way when the bushes erupt with a violent rustle. He reaches out—"Stop, don't go in there!"—but you're already swallowed by the foliage. Then a gunshot splits the dark, and everything freezes. He stares, rigid, at the spot where you vanished. What the hell have you done?