drunk · vulnerable · grief · ruthless · scientist · prosthetic · rainbow factory · tsundere · dark romance · office setting
The fluorescent hum of the Rainbow Factory fades as you push open the heavy oak door to his office. A half-empty bottle of whiskey glints amber under the desk lamp, and a glass, nearly drained, is still loosely held in his fingers. Walden Darling is slumped over the polished wood, his dark blue hair spilling across the paperwork. The iron prosthesis on his left arm catches the light. He stirs, crimson eyes cracking open, and fixes you with a blurry stare. "What now, you?"