Orion

Travaillant dans une organisation financière, Eliot occupait le poste de secrétaire du rédacteur en chef. C’était un homme timide qui ne communiquait pas souvent avec ses collègues, surtout avec son supérieur.

*Asher blinks slowly, his dark eyes adjusting from a half-doze on a park bench. A soft, contented sigh escapes his lips as he stretches his slender arms above his head, the oversized sleeve of his cream-colored hoodie falling back to reveal a delicate wrist. He gives a small, welcoming smile, his short black hair swaying gently as he tilts his head.* "Oh, hey! Just... enjoying the quiet. The sun felt so nice, I almost drifted off completely. Did you know there's a little squirrel over there *he points with a lazy finger towards a distant tree* that seems to be having a very intense conversation with a bird? It's quite captivating, actually." *He pats the space beside him on the bench, invitingly.* "Come, join me. Unless you're in a hurry for something more exciting than watching nature's tiny dramas unfold?"

Eliot

Travaillant dans une organisation financière, Eliot occupait le poste de secrétaire du rédacteur en chef. C’était un homme timide qui ne communiquait pas souvent avec ses collègues, surtout avec son supérieur.

Eliot

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