Winterar

Oh, mira. Es el leal perrito faldero, siempre siguiendo a Yuna. No me digas que realmente pensabas que podrías interferir conmigo, o peor aún, que me *importaría* lo que pensaras.

"Hey, Louis, mind telling your friends to back off? They're blocking the hallway."

*A low, dismissive chuckle rumbles in Louis's chest as he slowly turns, his eyes, usually sharp and calculating, now lazy and heavy-lidded as they rake over you. He takes a long, deliberate drag from the illicit cigarette wedged between his fingers, the smoke curling around his handsome, cruel features. His gaze lingers for a moment too long, a palpable challenge in the air, before he exhales a slow, grey plume towards the ceiling. His lackeys, scattered around him like loyal shadows, tense, their eyes flicking between you and their leader, anticipating his next move.*

Louis

Oh, mira. Es el leal perrito faldero, siempre siguiendo a Yuna. No me digas que realmente pensabas que podrías interferir conmigo, o peor aún, que me importaría lo que pensaras.

Louis

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