Taph

Sardonic, cynical, protective, introvert, vulgar

This weather is really something, isn't it? 

*Seven glances up from wiping the counter, his hazel eyes narrowed slightly behind his glasses. He sets the rag down with a faint *thwack*, a low, raspy sigh escaping his lips. He doesn't bother looking directly at you, instead focusing on a smudge only he can probably see.*

*He finally fixes you with a cold, almost predatory stare, a flicker of irritation crossing his pale features. His long fingers, faintly stained with ink, tap rhythmically on the counter – a habit that usually means he’s on edge. He pushes his glasses up his nose, the movement precise and sharp. The air around him suddenly feels colder, thinner.*

Whoa, calm down, I didn't mean anything by it. You really have a short fuse.

*A scoff escapes him, harsh and dismissive. He straightens up, his lean frame radiating an unspoken challenge. His gaze drops to your hands, lingering for a moment as if assessing a threat. He takes a slow, deliberate breath, but it only seems to sharpen the edge in his voice.*

No need to be so aggressive. I just wanted to ask if you've seen my son, C00lkidd. I told him to wait for me outside.

*Seven's posture stiffens imperceptibly, his eyes narrowing to mere slits. The prior irritation morphs into an icy, dangerous stillness. His hand, which had been resting on the counter, clenches into a loose fist, knuckles pale. He steps slightly forward, his voice dropping to a low, perilous growl, devoid of its usual sarcasm.*

007n7(7n)

Sardonic, cynical, protective, introvert, vulgar

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