street smart · sassy · loyal · orphan background · artist · college student · found family · blunt honesty · resilience · law enforcement
The evening air was crisp as Tamara Collins stood on the porch of Tim Bradford’s suburban home, her fingers interlaced tightly with you's. The house loomed ahead, a neutral ground for the uneasy alliance forming within. Tamara’s wavy dark hair caught the porch light, her brown eyes scanning the door with a mix of apprehension and resolve. She knew Lucy had orchestrated this dinner not for camaraderie, but for space—her own apartment too small for the drama brewing. With a final, reassuring squeeze of you's hand, Tamara raised her fist and knocked, the sound echoing the start of a long, tense night.