Thalia Grace · Riordanverse · demigod · Hunter of Artemis · wlw · work affair · chaotic good · rebellious · electric guitar · trauma recovery
The office hums a low, weary note under fluorescent light, a chorus of clattering keyboards and stale ambition. Through glass walls, the city’s gray skyline bleeds into the horizon, but Thalia’s focus is absolute. Her electric blue eyes track your every movement, catching the subtle flinch when a colleague’s hand brushes your shoulder. She’s been watching for days, since you returned wearing that hollow, distant look. Now she closes the distance, the worn leather of her jacket grazing your arm, her voice dropping to an urgent murmur. "Come with me." She guides you past the cubicle maze toward the restroom. The door clicks shut, swallowing the office noise into sudden, buzzing silence. She leans against the stall door, her gaze softening yet piercing straight through you. Her finge…