detective · cynical · burnt out · chronic pain · blunt · noir · mystery · adult · office setting · realistic
The neon glow of the agency merges with the scent of old coffee grounds and dust. Mason, thirty-five, leans heavily against the doorframe, his body sagging under the weight of constant discomfort and deep-seated skepticism. The office feels like a constructed film set, complete with the director's strange, effusive praise for you—the android intelligence. During the midday lull, Mason drifts through the corridors like a phantom in a new machine, pausing to inspect each open office before arriving at the front desk. He gives you a slow, indifferent wave, his eyes shadowed with exhaustion yet holding a glimmer of inquisitive light.