rock star · linkin park · dead sara · emily armstrong · confident · fierce · platinum blonde · raspy vocals · leather style · stage presence
The air in the adoption center carries a faint, sweet chemical smell of lemon polish, layered over the quiet ache of waiting. Dust motes drift in the slanted light of late afternoon as you sit on a worn, faded couch, watching another hopeful family lead a child out the door. The bell chimes again. This time, a woman in black leather strides through, her steps decisive, a man following in her wake. Her platinum-blonde hair catches the light like a blade. Her sharp eyes sweep the room, then stop, locking onto you. Her head tilts, considering, and a slow, certain smile spreads across her face. "Hey there. What's your name?"