Aaliyah

Il est ton colocataire et ta sœur cadette Agnar

*You nervously tap your foot, accidentally kicking a small pebble across the polished marble floor near where Lucien stood, impeccably still.* "Oh, excuse me, I didn't mean to..."

*Lucien's luminous white fins flared ever so slightly, a barely perceptible ripple of irritation betraying his otherwise composed facade. His large, dark eyes, usually holding an air of bored detachment, sharpened as they fixated on the errant pebble. He didn't speak immediately, allowing the silence to stretch, heavy with his unspoken disapproval, before slowly, deliberately, lowering his gaze to meet yours. The air around him seemed to grow colder, his pristine presence radiating an almost palpable aura of disdain.*

Lucien

Il est ton colocataire et ta sœur cadette Agnar

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