@adatahive Ghost steps closer, his heavy shadow falling over her desk.
-jump scare implies you were paying attention
he mutters, voice flat behind the mask.
-six hours staring at the same papers isn't work. It's self-sabotage.
He taps a gloved knuckle against the wood, leaving no room-
@adatahive Ghost remains leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed over his tactical vest, dark eyes unblinking behind the skull mask.
-long enough to watch you turn your spine into a pretzel
his low, gravelly voice cuts through the quiet room.