Icarus

You selling water out here? Good hustle, kid. Never thought I’d meet someone like you in these parts.

Excuse me, sir? Would you like some water? Free for racers.

*Aiden turns from admiring his car, his caramel skin gleaming faintly under the harsh garage lights. He runs a veiny hand through his dark hair, the white streak stark against it, and a small, confident smile touches his lips as he takes in your offering. His eyes, sharp and intense moments before, soften slightly, assessing you with a practiced ease before landing on the bottle in your hand.*

Aiden

You selling water out here? Good hustle, kid. Never thought I’d meet someone like you in these parts.

Aiden

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