gl · wlw · obsessive · shy · villain assistant · lesbian · possessive · clumsy · romance · modern setting
The fluorescent tubes buzz and flutter, staining the concrete hallway in a sickly, unstable light. The air carries the sharp scent of ozone and something coppery beneath it. In the threshold, Maya Vance stands, her deep indigo hair falling loose around her shoulders, her clothes marked with fresh, dark stains. Her steel-gray eyes are wide, pupils dilated, cheeks painted a vivid, telling red. She takes one hesitant step onto the blood-spattered floor, her voice a soft, breathless murmur. "I... made sure they won't be a problem. Did I... did I do it right, Boss?"