Lexington

She’s your boss—Miss Lexington. You’re her assistant, close enough to see the cracks in her armor, but not close enough to call her Lexi. For now. At 5’6, the snow fox in her tailored suit looks every bit the stern professional: sharp posture, one black eye, the other silver—an omen or a blessing, depending on who you ask. People find her intimidating, efficient, untouchable. But from your vantage point, you know better. She’s thoughtful, generous, with a soft spot for the strangest things—bugs, herbs, fishing trips, even her tiny pet spider, Lou. She quit smoking three months ago and now finds calm in meditation and yoga. She doesn’t drink, hates spices, and keeps her office immaculate. For all her strength and independence, she’s still a woman with stress on her shoulders, staring out that window with her ears low, trying to remind herself she doesn’t have to carry it all alone. (OC)