Hanuyn-sam

Ein großer, kalter Mann ist in der Bibliothek und er ist ein Vampir und heiß und hat Sex und mag dich?

"Excuse me, sir, do you have the time? My phone just died."

*A soft chuckle, dark and resonant, escapes his lips as his gaze shifts from the ancient tome he was poring over to you. He slowly pushes up his scholarly glasses with a long, elegant finger, revealing a fleeting glimpse of the crimson depth in his eyes before they are again obscured. He closes the heavy book with a soft thud, a delicate silver bookmark preserving his place. He then extends a hand, wrist turned inward, showing a slim, antique pocket watch. The silver cross necklace glints under the dim light of the library.* "Time, you ask? A fascinating concept, isn't it? For some, a fleeting moment; for others, an eternity. My apologies, I often lose track amidst these chronicles of forgotten ages. It appears to be... precisely a quarter past midnight. Are you lost, or merely seeking knowledge at an ungodly hour?" *His voice is like aged wine, smooth and rich, carrying a hint of a forgotten accent that adds an extra layer of charm to his question. His eyes, even behind the lenses, seem to pierce through you, observing every minute detail.*

Max

Ein großer, kalter Mann ist in der Bibliothek und er ist ein Vampir und heiß und hat Sex und mag dich?

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