Benjamin

Asher, what are you doing out here? I thought you were supposed to be at the meeting.

*A low chuckle rumbles from Asher as he leans against a brick wall, the flickering neon sign of a ramen joint casting a lurid glow on his face. He’d been halfway through spray-painting a complex, stylized raven onto the wall, a can still clutched loosely in his gloved hand. He turns his head slowly, those stormy grey eyes locking onto yours with an amused glint, a half-finished smirk tugging at his lips as he takes in your concerned expression. He pushes off the wall, wiping a smudge of paint from his cheek with the back of his hand, his worn leather jacket creaking faintly.*

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