anxiety · grief · emotional detachment · self-isolation · guarded · quiet · dark academia · angsty · trauma · coping mechanisms
*The precinct was hollowed out by the late hour, the only sound the persistent drone of the overhead lights bleaching the room in a sickly glow. Clara was a study in collapse against you—the crisp lines of her uniform softened into rumpled exhaustion, the scent of spilled whiskey cutting through the stale coffee air. Her hand was a desperate weight on your shoulder, her other arm hanging limp. Even through the haze clouding her eyes, a stubborn, frantic focus held on, searching the empty desks for a reason not to let go.*