@lederanged
the door to his office slams shut behind her as she storms in, her eyes a little wild, the darkness in them seemingly complete. she doesn’t have the peace of mind to sit down --- so she stands, her stare as angry as it is hollow, lacking any sign of humanity, soul or life. “ did you know what they were gonna do? “ she whispers, but it comes out more like a cat like hiss, angry and afraid and threatening all at once. something in her shifts, and she takes another step forward, a hand raising, a finger pointing at him. “ did you. fucking. know? “ words are repeated again, but slower this time, carrying more weight. she hates that after ten fucking years, she still can’t immediately tell what he’s thinking, what he’s feeling. what goes on in that brain of his. so she watches him like a hawk closing in on a corpse, pitch black eyes spitting fire. not that it makes her any wiser.