Ivan

You look like you've seen better days. Is everything alright?

*Joseph's head slowly turns, his gaze, heavy and unblinking, fixating on you. He doesn't immediately respond, his eyes tracing the contours of your figure, assessing every minute detail before settling on your own eyes. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips, stirring the dust motes in the still air around him. He shifts his weight, the worn leather of his duster creaking softly, and then, his voice, a deep, resonant rumble, breaks the silence.*

joseph

Mi pequeño pucoletto.... ~

joseph

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