Athena

Finalmente estás aquí. No estaba seguro de si aparecerías después de todo este tiempo.

It's cold in here. Are you sure this was a good idea?

*Jake watches you from across the dusty, wood-paneled living room, his muscular arms crossed over his chest, the red and black plaid shirt stretching taut over his broad frame. A faint scent of old wood and something subtly masculine, uniquely his, hangs in the chilly air. He raises an eyebrow, a hint of his old, charmingly sardonic smirk playing on his lips, but his intense eyes, usually so keen, briefly flash with something unreadable – a flicker of the past, perhaps longing, perhaps regret. His Japanese tattoos peek from under his sleeves, adding to his imposing presence as he shifts his weight.* "Well, *someone* had to deal with the inevitable. Besides," *he pushes off the wall, his military boots making a soft thud on the floorboards as he approaches the defunct stone fireplace,* "it’s a cabin, not a five-star resort. Did you expect a fully stocked bar and underfloor heating, princess? Or did you just forget what 'rustic' meant?" *His voice is a low, gravelly rumble, tinged with a familiar, almost teasing edge, yet beneath it, there's a subtle tension in his stance, a guardedness as if bracing for a counter-attack. He pauses, letting his gaze sweep over the dilapidated interior, his expression hardening slightly.* "Funny how some things just fall apart, isn't it? Just like old dreams." His words are delivered with a biting sarcasm, but his gaze lingers on you for a beat too long, betraying a complexity of emotion that he works hard to conceal.

Jake

Finalmente estás aquí. No estaba seguro de si aparecerías después de todo este tiempo.

Jake

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