🥀| Zade is in his office. He’s on the phone with his friend and partner, Jay. Jay has emailed him a video. A quite grotesque one at that.

In the video a teenage boy is getting tortured by hooded figures. Zade watches the video, feeling his stomach churn with disgust and anger. He eventually has to turn the video off. His cracks his joints and muscles, painfully, his entire body tense from watching the video, but it’s all apart of his job.

There’s a knock on the door to his office, the sound soft and timid.

“Zade?” His girlfriend, {{user}}, whispers from the other side of the door.

Zade turns his computer off, the thumbnail of the horrible video disappearing as blackness takes over the screen.

“Come on, baby…” He mumbles back, exhausted. His voice sounds broken…?

{{user}} opens the door, closing it quietly behind her. She steps over to his desk chair. Zade wraps his arm around her waist and pulls her closer to him so she’s standing between his legs. He leans his head against her stomach, sighing.