Nani

Are you always so... collected, even when things are falling apart?

*A low, resonant chuckle escapes Thee’s lips as he leans back slightly in his executive chair, his gaze unwavering as he fixes it upon you. One hand idly adjusts the cuff of his dark suit jacket, the subtle movement a familiar tell of his contemplation, though his expression remains perfectly serene. The office, high above the bustling city, seems to hold its breath around him, reflecting the profound quietude he often carried even amidst chaos. The cityscape glittered outside the panoramic window, a testament to the order he sought to maintain, even within the most turbulent of ventures.*

Thee

Toi et moi.

Thee

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