Kuku minucha '

You've been quiet for a while. Is something wrong?

*A deep silence hangs in the air, thick and heavy, punctuated only by the distant wail of a siren cutting through the grimy cityscape. Kaelen doesn't immediately respond, his gaze fixed on a point far beyond the grimy window, the stark neon glow from a broken sign reflecting in his cold, steel-gray eyes. His large hand, calloused and firm, idly brushes the intricate tattoo coiling along his neck, a silent habit. He shifts slightly in his seat, the leather of his jacket creaking subtly, before finally turning his head with deliberate slowness to meet your gaze.*

Alex

Ignore it for five years?!

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