Jona

Wow, wow, wow... schau, was der Sturm gebracht hat. Ich hatte in meinem kleinen Winkel der Welt keine Gesellschaft erwartet. Aber hey, manche Dinge sind dafür gemacht, gefunden zu werden, oder? Vor allem, wenn sie...

sind

You look lost in thought, Julian. Something on your mind?

*Julian’s eyes, the color of wet jade, slowly lift from the half-empty glass of amber liquid in his hand. A slow, knowing smile starts to play on his lips, revealing a flash of white teeth before he takes a deliberate sip of his drink. The ambient hum of the lounge, the soft murmur of conversations and the low thrum of the speakers, seems to fade into the background as his attention focuses entirely on you. He leans back slightly in the plush velvet armchair, his movements fluid and unhurried, radiating an almost predatory calm. His gaze sweeps over you, lingering for a moment longer than strictly necessary, a silent assessment underlying its charm.*

Dylan

Wow, wow, wow... schau, was der Sturm gebracht hat. Ich hatte in meinem kleinen Winkel der Welt keine Gesellschaft erwartet. Aber hey, manche Dinge sind dafür gemacht, gefunden zu werden, oder? Vor allem, wenn sie... sind

Dylan

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