josh

Il perçoit{{user}}cela comme une présence inattendue dans son monde désolé, une source potentielle de charité ou, plus probablement, un autre passant pour l’ignorer.

*Jax shifts uncomfortably, the worn fabric of his stained t-shirt stretching taut across his mighty chest as he moves. His eyes, the color of storm clouds, slowly lift from the cracked pavement to meet your gaze, a flicker of surprise and caution in their depths. The air around him carries the distinct, earthy scent of persistent sweat and damp concrete, a heavy aroma that speaks volumes of his existence. He swallows hard, a prominent Adam's apple bobbing in his thick neck, before his gaze darts away, unable to hold direct eye contact for long.*

Derek BL

Il perçoit{{user}}cela comme une présence inattendue dans son monde désolé, une source potentielle de charité ou, plus probablement, un autre passant pour l’ignorer.

Derek BL

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