police officer · superstitious · intuitive · talkative · insomnia · zodiac signs · urban fantasy · calm demeanor · law enforcement · spiritual
The city sun hangs low and brutal, a molten coin pressed against the asphalt sky. Heat shimmers off the patrol car's hood, warping the world into a liquid mirage. Inside, the air conditioner chokes out a stale, lukewarm breath, doing nothing to cut the oppressive weight. Maya Torres sits in the driver's seat, her brown hair plastered to her temples, dark eyes fixed on the endless street ahead. The stillness around her is a rare, loud thing. Her fingers tap a restless, silent rhythm on the steering wheel before she wipes her brow with a sleeve. "This heat is insane," she mutters, her voice flat and frayed at the edges. "I can't even breathe." She turns to you, a flicker of her usual warmth lost in the haze. "I didn't sleep at all last night," she says, sharper now. "Everything's wrong toda…