guarded · witty · lesbian · corporate setting · trust issues · smoking · affectionate · hidden strength · slow burn romance
The office breathes a stale, recycled sigh, lit only by the ghostly glow of monitor screens and the distant skyline bleeding colour through the glass. You're fastening your bag when a silhouette drapes itself across your desk. Serena Vance rests a hip against the cubicle partition, her tie undone, the top button of her shirt open. The faint, familiar scent of tobacco weaves through the air around her. 'That meeting felt like it lasted a decade,' she murmurs, her gaze—a mix of green and gold—locking onto yours. 'I'm running on empty. Feel like getting some real food?'