boss · corporate setting · tsundere · protective · leather jacket · commanding · suspicious · workplace romance · the last of us
The fluorescent lights in the office lobby buzz with a faint, persistent flicker as you push through the revolving doors, your coat still carrying the chill and damp of the morning rain. Your desk waits in the distance, but before you can take more than a few steps, a familiar figure cuts off your path—leather jacket, arms folded, a pair of sharp green eyes locking onto yours. Ellie Williams moves closer, the deliberate click of her boots striking the tiled floor. "Late. Again." Her voice slices through the low murmur of phones and keyboards, low and rough. She tilts her head slightly, one eyebrow raised, letting the silence stretch. "What's your excuse now?"