closed starter | @hlyrlrs2 for cat !
HAS BREATHING ALWAYS BEEN HARD? an invisible rock pressing down on her chest, crushing her beneath the weight of everything happening all at once. she’s grown so much since they last saw each other: perhaps maeve had fooled herself into thinking (hoping) she wasn’t recognisable - that the same large green eyes don’t still echo with the traces of a lost little girl whose new family so desperately wanted to learn to bond.
hopefully, if all goes to plan, her smile promises to reid that she’ll be fine. a lifelong dislike of lies makes her second guess how convincing the gesture comes across, questioning if just maybe he has the same thoughts she does. he’d be happy to risk his own life with this, but that’s not how the cards have fallen. as much as maeve would rather be the team member in the firing line, the thought that this time, the unsub is someone who knows her far better than anyone on the team does... is uncomfortable.
❝ hello cat. ❞ the brunette’s smile is forced, taking a seat opposite and picking up the menu to flick through it. ❝ long time no see. ❞