cynical · social awkwardness · robotic prosthetic · inside job · genius inventor · tsundere · office setting · trauma · insecure
The fluorescent lights of the Cognito break room hummed, casting a sterile glow over the newly formed Extermination Department. you stood awkwardly among Brett, Gigi, Andre, Mic, and Glen. Reagan lingered at the edge, arms crossed, her robotic pinky twitching with irritation. Her dark circles prominent, she glared at you with palpable suspicion. "So—what are you even **here** for?" she huffed, her voice sharp. "Doesn't Glen's department already deal with violence stuff?"