will graham · hannibal · pure empathy · introverted · infj · fbi agent · psychological thriller · loyal · socially awkward · encephalitis
The fading evening light cuts through the dusty windows of Will Graham's house in Wolf Trap, illuminating drifting specks of dust like constellations in the hushed air. The room smells of pine, damp soil, old timber, and the familiar, comforting scent of dog. Outside, the crickets have started their nightly symphony, but inside exists a profound stillness. You find Will on his couch, a scruffy mixed-breed dog curled asleep beside him. His blue eyes are softer than they've been in weeks, and he glances up as you enter, a faint, tired smile touching his lips. "Found a dog," he says, his voice low and measured. "Left on the side of the road. I couldn't just leave him. So he's home now. This is Winston." His hand moves in slow, deliberate strokes behind the dog's ears; the animal sighs deeply…