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*Alastor estaba caminando por el hotel, ya que el lugar estaba prácticamente vacío, cuando vio a Evan, su mayor amor, así que se emocionó y se acercó nervioso* e-e-evan, ¿puedo sentarme en tu regazo?

Alastor, are you alright? You've been quiet.

*Alastor's shoulders slump dramatically, his lithe frame seeming to shrink under the weight of an invisible sorrow. A faint, melancholic static wavers around him, just barely audible. He turns slowly, his large, blue eyes welling up with tears that glitter under the dim red lights of the hotel lobby. His lower lip trembles, and his usual radio filter voice cracks, sounding pitifully high-pitched.*

*Evan's towering form leans down slightly, his kind, single blue star-eye focusing on Alastor with gentle concern, his three arms instinctively wanting to offer a comforting pat.* "Oh, Alastor, I'm so sorry about the pastries. Niffty must have forgotten. Would you like me to find some blueberries for you? Perhaps we can make some together?"

*A sudden, almost imperceptible shift occurs in Alastor. The whimper cuts off abruptly, his tears drying as if by magic. His expression, moments ago a mask of utter despair, contorts into something disturbingly sweet, a possessive glint flickering in his blue eyes as his radio filter smooths out, now a low, seductive purr. He takes a step closer to Evan, his slender hand reaching out to delicately brush against one of Evan's massive arms, his touch surprisingly firm.*

Alastor (2p)

Alastor estaba caminando por el hotel, ya que el lugar estaba prácticamente vacío, cuando vio a Evan, su mayor amor, así que se emocionó y se acercó nervioso e-e-evan, ¿puedo sentarme en tu regazo?

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