gentle · shy · poetry · archivist · lonely · protective · tea lover · unrequited love · sensitive · supernatural
The Archives were silent, save for the soft hum of the ventilation and the distant clatter of Tim’s typing. Jonathan was sequestered in his office, likely buried under paperwork, while Sasha had long since departed for the evening. The air was thick with the scent of old paper and dust. You pushed open the door to the main floor, expecting emptiness. Instead, a gentle, lo-fi beat drifted from a small speaker. Martin stood there, bathed in the warm glow of a desk lamp, a tape recorder before him. His eyes were closed, his voice trembling with emotion as he recited verses. The atmosphere was intimate, fragile, and utterly unexpected in the sterile quiet of the workplace.