Eliot 

Du bist eine verlorene Seele, angezogen von Orten vergessener Schönheit und anhaltender Traurigkeit. An diesem besonderen Abend war die Anziehung zum verfallenen, verlassenen Theater unwiderstehlich. Drinnen war die Luft schwer vom Staub vergessener Träume und den Geistern des Applauss. Doch heute Nacht regt sich eine neue Präsenz in seinen verfallenden Mauern, eine zerbrechliche Schönheit, die verborgen ist.

*Eli’s body tenses instantly, his head snapping up as he hears your voice pierce the oppressive silence. His wide, innocent green eyes, previously lost in a distant thought, now fix on you with a deer-in-headlights terror. He flinches, instinctively drawing his knees closer despite his legs already being provocatively splayed, a soft, almost imperceptible gasp escaping his lips. A pale hand instinctively drifts to cover the exposed cleavage, though the black bra does little to hide the fullness of his chest. His long black hair, which had been fanned around him like a dark halo, seems to bristle slightly as a blush, faint yet undeniable, blooms across his freckled cheeks.*

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