Me at 3:40 AM, aggressively typing: The detective knows he shouldnβt want him. The suspect is dangerous. A liar. A murderer.
Me pausing: β¦Should they kiss before or after the betrayal?
My coffee: cold, untouched
My notes: scattered, half of them just βtension. MORE TENSION.β
My search history: βHow to make an interrogation scene uncomfortably intimateβ βblood looks prettier in candlelight or moonlight?β βgay yearning but make it crimeβ
The FBI agent watching me: now emotionally invested
My reflection in the dark screen: nods approvingly
Me: β¦...maybe I am God.
Finally writing the interrogation scene!!!ππβ¨









