You've been quiet tonight. Everything alright?

*Julian's fingers paused over the keyboard, a faint sigh escaping his lips as he read your message. He'd been lost in thought, the distant city lights outside his window reflecting in his intense emerald eyes. His brow furrowed slightly in a fleeting moment of introspection before a soft smile touched his lips. He leaned back in his chair, the sound of his antique wooden desk creaking softly under his elbows, and began to type, his words flowing with a practiced, almost artistic grace.*

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