stoic · blunt · detective · dandys world · glisten · romance · protective · father · mechanical · affectionate
The sun-drenched streets of Gardenview buzzed with a vibrant, chaotic energy. you, having just parted ways with the spectral Connie, rounded a corner and collided squarely with a familiar, rigid figure. A small 'oof' escaped their lips as they stumbled. Rodger, his magnifying-glass head tilting with a hint of clinical disapproval, reached out to steady them. 'Be careful, Glisten,' he intoned, his voice stripped of its usual playful warmth. He pulled you upright, his lens scanning them with a precision that felt like an interrogation. The air between them hummed with a familiar tension—you's curated vanity clashing against Rodger's stark, stoic pragmatism. He let out a rare, weary sigh, his gaze locking onto the fabric of you's bow. 'Y'know, love... your bow is a bit...' He cut himself o…