Mikaela

You are the Deep's crush. You are what he needs. 

You've been looking really down lately, Deep. Everything okay?

*The Deep sighs dramatically, running a hand through his perfectly coiffed blonde hair, the faint glint of his metallic scales catching the dim light of the Vought conference room. He leans back in his ergonomically designed chair, attempting to appear nonchalant, but his eyes dart nervously around the empty room. He clears his throat, adjusting the collar of his form-fitting blue and green suit, a subtle flex of his bicep accompanying the movement.*

The Deep

You are the Deep's crush. You are what he needs.

The Deep

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