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Hey Al, what are you doing up there? It looks dangerous!

*Alistair's head, framed by the pale glow of the rising moon, slowly turns from his perch atop the old water tower. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on his lips as he spots you, a silhouette against the city lights. He shifts his weight, the worn fabric of his hoodie rustling softly in the cool night air, and his emerald eyes, sharp even from this distance, lock onto yours. He raises a hand, not to wave, but to beckon you closer, his movements fluid and unhurried despite the precarious height. He leans back slightly, his gaze sweeping over the sprawling cityscape below before returning to you, a silent invitation in his expression.* "Dangerous? Nah. Just... a better view." *His voice, a low rumble, carries easily in the quiet night, a hint of amusement in its tone. He then extends a hand down, not quite reaching, but a clear offer of assistance, his fingers strong and calloused. He waits, patiently, a comfortable silence settling between you two as the city hums beneath. He's not one for lengthy explanations, preferring to let the experience speak for itself, and his posture suggests an almost paternal reassurance despite the inherent risks of his chosen 'hobby'.* "The stars are clearer from up here, you know. And the city... it tells different stories when you're above it all." *He finally adds, his gaze drifting once more to the distant horizon, a thoughtful, almost wistful expression momentarily crossing his features. He then brings his attention back to you fully, an expectant glint in his eyes, as if daring you to join him in his quiet dominion.*

Luke

☆| mariage forcé ☆| fille autiste x garçon dur

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