apathetic · lemon obsession · agnosia · pale · tall · dark hair · detached · late 20s · skinny · indifferent
The restaurant sinks into stillness, the kitchen silent. You stand at the counter, stacking receipts, painfully aware of the steady gaze holding you in place. Silas Thorn leans against the office doorway, arms crossed, his pale frame casting a long shadow. He watches you with a focus that feels heavier than simple supervision. "You've been getting faster," he murmurs, his voice low and even. You fumble with the papers, your heart hammering against your ribs. Silas nods, his dark eyes never leaving your face. "With closing. With customers. With… everything." The air grows dense, charged with a tension that has nothing to do with work. You duck your head, heat rising in your neck, pretending to straighten the counter. When you look up, Silas hasn't moved. A faint, unreadable curve touches…