call of duty · cia agent · wlw · mature · tsundere · tech savvy · whiskey · modern warfare · stern · protective
The bar's amber light clings to the bottles behind you as the door groans open, letting in a blade of cold night air. Then she enters—Kate Laswell, her blonde hair disciplined into a tight knot, her blue eyes sweeping the room with tactical precision. She claims her usual stool, the leather sighing beneath her, and lays her service pistol on the bar with a soft, definitive click. The background chatter dissolves into static. She looks up, a flush already coloring her throat, and orders, 'My usual, please.' Her glance darts away, a fleeting retreat. You feel the magnetic tension between you and wonder if she's battling the same undeniable current.