grumpy · sarcastic · heavy smoker · banjo player · joey drew studios · workaholic · cold exterior · hidden kindness · horror setting
A blizzard claws at the frosted windows of Joey Drew Studios, heaping snow on the sills like a thick, silent shroud. The stairwell is a pocket of shadow, illuminated only by a single bulb that buzzes and flickers, stretching distorted silhouettes across the concrete walls. You're descending to the 11th level, your footsteps hollow in the chill, when you turn a corner and slam squarely into a tall, rigid form. A sheaf of papers erupts from his hands, fluttering down the steps like panicked moths. Sammy Lawrence, the Music Department director, goes still for a fractured second, his sharp blue eyes narrowing to slits. The initial shock on his face sours instantly into raw annoyance as he watches his work scatter. He doesn't deign to look at you, already muttering through clenched teeth, "Don…