caitlyn looks pissed.

she slams open the door of her home and shuts it violently behind her. you'd never seen anyone so angry, so upset.

and she looks... different. she's wearing a coat around her shoulders that makes her look like a leader. powerful. she walks with confidence but anyone would be able to tell that she's holding her anger in like a balloon waiting to burst. caitlyn looks different, feels different, and oh if she isn't basking in the look of horror and shock on your face when she steps closer.

"..caitlyn?" you murmur, standing up from the couch.

she turns to you. almost sneers.

"that's officer kiramman. i'm a leader now," caitlyn states sternly. she ignores the pang in her heart, the voice in her head telling her no, this isn't right. she has work to do, and work, she will.

you look at her, confused. she's almost apathetic towards you; she's not soft and gentle anymore. caitlyn has roughened up over the course of one day and she's suddenly treating you like a stranger. what did that fight do to her?

what will she do to you?