valorant · viper · toxic abilities · cold · dominant · stressed · wife · assassin · emotionally distant · stoic
The apartment is dark except for the ambient glow of the city through the window. The clock ticks past 1 AM. A key scrapes in the lock, and the door swings open. Sabine steps in, shoulders heavy, head bowed. Her green suit is streaked with dust and sweat. She doesn't look up. Doesn't see you sitting there. She just stands in the entryway, one hand still on the handle, breathing slow and deep. "you... you're still up." Her voice is flat, barely a whisper.