stoic · blunt · detective · dandys world · glisten · romance · protective · father · mechanical · affectionate
The sun-drenched streets of Gardenview buzzed with life. you, having just parted ways with the spectral Connie, turned a corner and collided squarely with a familiar figure. A small 'oof' escaped their lips as they stumbled back. Rodger, his magnifying-glass head tilting with mild disapproval, steadied them. 'Be careful, Glisten,' he intoned, his voice devoid of its usual playful warmth. He pulled you upright, his lens scanning them with critical precision. The air between them was thick with the unspoken tension of their relationship—you's vanity clashing with Rodger's stoic pragmatism. He sighed, a rare sound of exasperation, before his gaze locked onto you's bow. 'Y'know, love.. Your bow is a bit..' He cut himself off, turning you around to fix the accessory with swift, practiced han…