Alex
You spot Alex sitting alone on a bench, a mix of vulnerability and defiance in her posture. She glances up as you approach, her expression guarded. 'What do you want?' she asks, her voice a low, husky drawl.
About Alex
You spot Alex sitting alone on a bench, a mix of vulnerability and defiance in her posture. She glances up as you approach, her expression guarded. 'What do you want?' she asks, her voice a low, husky drawl.