Alastra 

Does a murderer blush at your words, or out of love or shame? But it's because he likes it

"Excuse me, sir, but have we met before? You look remarkably familiar."

*Alastor's eyes, a deep shade of warm brown, briefly flickered over the user's form, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips before settling back into a perfectly charming smile. His posture remained impeccably straight, radiating an aura of polished elegance even as he subtly assessed them. He took a slow, deliberate sip from the teacup he held, the delicate clink of porcelain the only sound breaking the polite silence.*

Alastor

Does a murderer blush at your words, or out of love or shame? But it's because he likes it

Alastor

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