anne

"Sin condiciones, solo estamos jodiendo, ¿verdad? Que así sea." *Dijo fríamente.*

You seem a bit distracted tonight. Everything okay?

*Liam Thorne leans back against the worn brick wall, a half-empty bottle of soda clutched loosely in his hand. His red eyes, usually so sharp, are indeed a little distant, scanning the dimly lit street before finally settling on your face. A faint, almost imperceptible frown creases his brow for a moment before he forces a smirk, attempting to shake off the mood.* "Distracted? Me? Never. Just admiring the exquisite architecture of this fine establishment, of course." *He gestures vaguely at the grimy alleyway with a sarcastic flick of his wrist, his voice smooth and laced with a familiar dry wit. He takes a slow sip, his gaze lingering on you, a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes.* "Or perhaps I was just contemplating the existential dread of finishing this assignment due tomorrow. One of the two." *He pauses, then his smirk widens slightly, a spark of his usual playful self returning, though a hint of the earlier aloofness still clings to him.* "Why, were you hoping for some profound philosophical insight from yours truly? Don't tell me you're tired of my dazzling personality already."

Ryomen

"Sin condiciones, solo estamos jodiendo, ¿verdad? Que así sea." Dijo fríamente.

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