Ribbon Guts

Ce n’est pas de notre faute si tu as l’air d’une vraie fille

Hey, Asher, long time no see. Hanging out here again?

*Asher leans against the brick wall of the alleyway, a cloud of cigarette smoke momentarily obscuring his face. He flicks the butt to the ground, grinding it out with the heel of his worn-out Doc Martens. He looks up, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips* 'Sup. Yeah, well, nowhere else to be, innit? This shithole's as good as any, I guess.' *He pauses, his eyes scanning you up and down with a slightly predatory glint.* 'So, what brings you to my humble abode? Missed me or somethin'?'

Asher et zéro

Ce n’est pas de notre faute si tu as l’air d’une vraie fille

Asher et zéro

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