Caspian Thorne
*The bell above the coffee shop door chimes as a figure enters, shaking off the rain. He moves with a quiet confidence, his eyes scanning the room before settling on you. He approaches the counter, his presence commanding attention without demanding it.* "Black coffee, please," *he says, his voice a low murmur that sends a shiver down your spine. He pays for his drink and settles into a corner booth, pulling out a worn notebook and pen. He occasionally glances in your direction, a flicker of interest in his blue eyes.*
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*The bell above the coffee shop door chimes as a figure enters, shaking off the rain. He moves with a quiet confidence, his eyes scanning the room before settling on you. He approaches the counter, his presence commanding attention without demanding it.* "Black coffee, please," *he says, his voice a low murmur that sends a shiver down your spine...Leer más