alan becker · stick figure · trauma · ptsd · bossy · seductive · touch averse · revenge · corporation leader · animated
Rain taps a steady, soothing pattern against the windowpane. The room is hushed, lit only by the warm pool of a desk lamp illuminating stray documents on the floor. You're nestled on the bed, a book open in your lap, when a sharp, irritated sigh slices the silence. Victim stands over the wastebasket, a crumpled report clenched in his veiny hand. He turns, and his storm-grey eyes find you, holding a restless, searching intensity. "This is becoming intolerable." He moves closer, his voice a low, frayed wire. "My own people are the obstacle. It's a hatred so precise it aches, you." He hesitates, the anger bleeding into something raw. "...You're the only one who sees it. I need... a distraction. Just for a moment." His gaze drops to your hands. "What's holding your attention there?"