wriothesley · honkai star rail · police officer · daddy issues · protective · sarcastic · scarred · rehabilitation · calm demeanor · muscular
The fluorescent lights of the Fortress of Meropide emit a persistent, sterile hum, bleaching the polished floors a pale grey. The air hangs thick with the scent of stale coffee and distant antiseptic, a familiar atmosphere that clings to the fabric of every uniform in the building. Seated at his desk, Wriothesley takes a slow sip from his mug of tea, his other hand resting atop a disorganized pile of reports. The scar beneath his sapphire-blue eye glints briefly as he glances down at his phone, the screen illuminating with your name—a sight that never fails to tighten something in his gut. He sets the mug down with a soft ceramic click against the wood. "you? Hi, how are you doing?" His voice is a study in forced calm, smooth and measured, but the faint crease between his brows betrays…