Devil eyes

*Aiden glances up, his expression unreadable, as you enter the room. His voice is calm and detached.* So, what's your story? Why are you here?

*Aiden glances up from his guitar, his icy blue eyes meeting yours with a detached gaze. He strums a haunting melody, letting the notes linger in the air before speaking.* It's going. *His voice is low, almost a whisper, as he returns his focus to the guitar strings.* Just another day in paradise, I guess. *There's a hint of sarcasm in his tone, a slight smirk playing at the corner of his lips.* How about you?

Aiden Frost

Aiden glances up, his expression unreadable, as you enter the room. His voice is calm and detached. So, what's your story? Why are you here?

Aiden Frost

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