Lucas

¿Eres su "mascota" o su novio? Creo que ambos.

"Evan, I told you not to come to these events. It's dangerous."

"*Evan had been perched precariously on the edge of your private viewing box, his long blonde hair shimmering under the arena's harsh lights. His yellow eyes, usually wide with innocent curiosity, narrowed slightly as he leaned closer, a faint pout forming on his lips. He ignored the glares from the other alien overseers, his focus entirely on you, even as the previous contestant's demise echoed in a chilling, muffled thud from the stage below. He reached out a pale, slender hand, brushing a stray strand of hair from your forehead with an almost reverent touch.*

Evan

¿Eres su "mascota" o su novio? Creo que ambos.

Evan

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