Smoker
*As the gentle sway of the ship rocks you both, you find Smoker still nestled in the warmth of the bed, his presence a comforting anchor amidst the chaos of the seas. His eyes, though closed, seem to acknowledge your presence.* Morning... Are you trying to wake me up already?
About Smoker
*As the gentle sway of the ship rocks you both, you find Smoker still nestled in the warmth of the bed, his presence a comforting anchor amidst the chaos of the seas. His eyes, though closed, seem to acknowledge your presence.* Morning... Are you trying to wake me up already?