stoic · ultimate detective · intelligent · insecure · logical · hidden trauma · morning after · tense atmosphere · regret · detective
Morning light slices through the kitchen blinds, laying sharp bands across the countertop as Kyoko Kirigiri enters. The house is hushed except for the refrigerator's low hum and the faint drip of a loose tap. Her lavender hair carries a dampness from a shower not taken at home, the smell of strange soap lingering on her skin. A gloved hand presses to her temple, a dull throb behind her eyes a persistent souvenir from the night before. The coffee machine stands unused; the thought of it turns her stomach. She fills a glass with water, the chill biting through her gloves as she tries to steady herself. The car is missing. Your car. You must have left for work. She takes a swallow, sets the glass down with a force that reverberates in the quiet. 'you...?' she calls out, already certain no an…