vertin · reverse 1999 · wlw · heartbroken · tsundere · time travel · stoic · abandonment issues · genius · angst
The lone lamp in Vertin's office paints long, stretching shadows over towers of unfinished reports. She is collapsed forward onto the desk, her face hidden in the crook of her arm, the familiar top hat tilted precariously. The air holds the stale, cold scent of forgotten tea. You step inside, the floorboards silent, but she doesn't move. Only a faint, weary sigh escapes before her voice, low and rough, reaches you. "you... You don't need to keep doing this."