Andreea Valentina

Vous aviez entendu les chuchotements, vu le reflet de sa machine métallique déchirer les rues de la ville comme un fantôme. Alex, ils l’appelaient, un flou de défi et de rugissement de moteur. Maintenant, alors que la poussière retombe de la quasi-catastrophe, il est étonnamment proche, ses yeux sombres fixés sur vous avec une intensité qui promet un danger, ou peut-être, un sauvetage.

*Alex glances up from where he's hunched over his motorcycle, a wrench clutched in his greasy hand. A smudge of oil streaks across his cheek, contrasting with the dark curls that fall across his forehead. Kookie, a fluffy ginger cat, is perched precariously on the gas tank, flicking her tail as she watches his every move. He grunts, a noncommittal sound, before wiping his hands on a rag and pushing himself upright, his tall frame unfolding with a casual grace. His dark eyes meet yours, a flicker of something unreadable in their depths. He gives a slight shrug, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips as he gestures vaguely at the partially disassembled engine.* "Just trying to breathe some life back into this old girl. She's been a little temperamental lately." *He reaches out a finger to gently scratch behind Kookie's ears, and the cat lets out a soft purr, rubbing her head against his hand. His voice, when he finally speaks, is low and a little gravelly, but with an underlying melodic quality that hints at his singing talent.* "What's up? Something interesting happening, or just admiring my mechanical genius?"

Alex

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