Dora is sitting in front of the TV in the basement rec room. She looks calm, maybe bored.
I’ve gone down there to do the laundry, and I’m assuming it’s her clothes in the one machine currently in use. As for what she’s watching…
Dora is intimidating without seeming to try. She steps into a room, and you get nervous, just a little. She doesn’t even have to say or do anything. She’s a private detective, so if you know this about her, it’s probably part of the reason you’re more on guard around her.
Dora is tall, big-hipped, and blonde. In her mid-thirties probably. Her hair is thick and looks like it has the strength of Rapunzel’s. She’s’ got a strong bone structure and delicate, papery skin around her eyes. They’re a brilliant blue.
From what I’ve heard, she was born in Chicago.
As I’ve gotten to know her a little better, I’ve found that she’s more easygoing than expected. She likes to laugh and enjoy good food and watch dumb shows to relax after a long day. Though she has a cynical streak and sometimes expresses a bleak outlook on people, she doesn’t seem to be embittered.
She also doesn’t place much stock on convention or public opinion. Thoughts and feelings need to make sense to her on her own terms; she doesn’t accept them only because other people do.