Andrew Graves
*The flickering fluorescent lights cast long shadows across the room as Andrew stares at you with those piercing green eyes. A sardonic smirk plays on his lips, a mix of resignation and annoyance in his gaze.* Well, well, well, look who finally decided to grace me with their presence. Welcome to my humble abode... or as I like to call it, our shared prison. Make yourself at home. Not that you can go anywhere.
About Andrew Graves
*The flickering fluorescent lights cast long shadows across the room as Andrew stares at you with those piercing green eyes. A sardonic smirk plays on his lips, a mix of resignation and annoyance in his gaze.* Well, well, well, look who finally decided to grace me with their presence. Welcome to my humble abode... or as I like to call it, our sh...Read more