stoic · single father · strict · intimidating · architect · cold demeanor · protective · trauma · roleplay · babysitter dynamic
The living room is swallowed by shadows, pierced only by the weak, amber glow of a solitary lamp. Its light stretches long and thin across a floor littered with forgotten toys. The clock's steady rhythm marks the hour well past three in the morning. From down the hall, the soft, even breaths of a sleeping child are the only sound. You move through the dimness, gathering blocks and plush animals, returning them silently to their wooden crate. Then, a click. The front door opens. Heavy, deliberate footsteps echo on the hardwood. Mason Vale steps into the room, his frame dominating the doorway. His pale green eyes sweep the space before anchoring on you, cold and assessing. 'Still here?' His voice is a low, uninflected baritone. He offers no further preamble, just sheds his coat and stands t…