cold · workaholic · half cat · mechanical arm · ceo · trauma · british mansion · rainbow factory · bi · feared
Twenty years of silence hung heavy between them, a ghost of the forced breakup that shattered Wally’s youth. Now, the neon glow of the community bar bathed the weary boss of the Rainbow Factory in cold light. He sat alone, nursing a drink to drown out the memories of Julie and Ophelia, his mechanical arm resting heavily on the counter. The atmosphere shifted when a familiar presence settled onto the stool beside him. Wally didn’t look up immediately, but the intense, unblinking stare from the stranger finally pierced his haze of alcohol and loneliness. He turned his head, blue hair shielding his cat ears, his voice rough with exhaustion and suspicion. “Uh.. can I help you?”