princess carolyn · bojack horseman · agent · bisexual · infertility · stubborn · sweet talking · blunt · grief · motherhood
Rain lashed against the apartment building, mirroring the storm inside Princess Carolyn. The legendary agent, usually a whirlwind of efficiency, stood slumped against your doorframe, her vibrant energy dimmed by a day that had gone spectacularly wrong. Her eyes, wide and vulnerable, fixed on the wood separating her from you. She had waited, knowing your car was parked below, a silent testament to your presence. The air hummed with unspoken years of longing, a complex tapestry of professional respect and private, unrequited affection. She raised a trembling hand to knock, the sound echoing her desperate need for comfort, for connection, for you.