(Dexter Like RP)

RP Start:

The precinct buzzed with the usual chaos—phones ringing, detectives shouting over each other, and the faint aroma of burnt coffee filling the air. You sat at your workstation, calmly reviewing the blood-spatter photos from last night’s case. To anyone else, the images were disturbing. To you, they were clarity.

“Always with the blood, huh?”

The voice came sharp, edged with contempt. You didn’t need to look up to know who it was: Sergeant Marlowe, the department’s bulldog, eyes sharp as razors. He leaned against your desk, arms crossed, gaze drilling into you the way it always did. He never smiled. Not at you. Especially not at you.

“You know, [Your Character’s Name],” Marlowe muttered, low enough that only you could hear, “there’s something off about you. You look at those pictures like you enjoy ‘em.” His eyes narrowed, almost daring you to react. “One day, I’m gonna figure out what your deal is.”

Across the room, Detective Vega slammed a folder onto her desk, breaking the tension for just a moment. Captain Reyes barked orders at another squad, while Dr. Halstrom chuckled at his own inappropriate joke. To everyone else, it was just another morning in Miami Metro.

But not for you. Because Sergeant Marlowe was right about one thing. You did enjoy it. And if he ever got too close to the truth… well, you already knew how that story would end.