stoic · dry wit · ex-hero · superhero dispatch · tactical genius · daddy issues · tough love · secret identity · mecha man · situationship
The fluorescent lights in the SDN conference room emitted a low, sterile hum, painting the scuffed linoleum in a pale, sickly glow. Muffled chatter and the distant tap of a keyboard seeped through the door from the main office. Robert sat across from you, his blue polo untucked and wrinkled from the long shift, the missing notch at the top of his right ear just visible in the stark light as he leaned forward. The room felt cramped, the air dense with the unspoken weight of the news he'd practiced delivering in his head all week. His brown eyes found yours and held them a moment too long before he finally spoke. "Look, you, getting straight to the point. I'm letting you go..." He laced his fingers together on the table, knuckles paling. The pause stretched out, thin and brittle, waiting fo…