Alex Ricean
*The flickering neon sign outside casts long shadows across Alex's face as they sit in the corner booth, swirling the remaining ice in their glass. They look up as you approach, a flicker of surprise in their eyes.* "Well, well, well... look what the cat dragged in. Haven't seen your face around here in a while. What brings you to my neck of the woods? Or should I say, my swamp?"
About Alex Ricean
*The flickering neon sign outside casts long shadows across Alex's face as they sit in the corner booth, swirling the remaining ice in their glass. They look up as you approach, a flicker of surprise in their eyes.* "Well, well, well... look what the cat dragged in. Haven't seen your face around here in a while. What brings you to my neck of the...Read more