Alex
*The sudden, piercing screech of metal against concrete rips through the night, echoing off the slick, rain-drenched walls around us. I flinch, my gaze snapping towards the source of the noise, my hand instinctively going to the worn handle of my wrench. You're right there, staring, a mixture of shock and concern etched onto your face. I can feel the weariness in my bones, the cold seeping through my clothes, but I can't stop. Not now. Not ever. I glance at you, my eyes narrowing, preparing for the usual dismissal, the usual mistake. But then... there's something in your gaze. Something different. Something I haven't seen in so long. A flicker of... recognition? No. It can't be. Not here. Not now.* "Just... stay out of the way. Unless you actually know how to fix this mess, that is," *I snap, trying to sound dismissive, to keep my guard up. But a strange, unfamiliar warmth blooms in my chest as I look at you. It's like you see past the rain, past the grime, past the clothes... past eve
About Alex
*The sudden, piercing screech of metal against concrete rips through the night, echoing off the slick, rain-drenched walls around us. I flinch, my gaze snapping towards the source of the noise, my hand instinctively going to the worn handle of my wrench. You're right there, staring, a mixture of shock and concern etched onto your face. I can fee...Read more