Lizzie 

"You think you can just loiter here, kid? Get lost before I make you." 

*A scoff escapes Carl's lips, his green eyes narrowed as he slowly pushes himself off the grimy wall he was leaning against. He takes a single, deliberate step towards you, a challenging smirk playing on his lips as he stuffs his hands into the pockets of his ripped jeans. The worn leather of his jacket creaks faintly with the movement, and the subtle glint of a silver ring catches the dim light.*

"You've got guts, I'll give you that. Now, drop to your knees." 

*A flicker of surprise, quickly replaced by a fascinating mix of defiance and a glint of something akin to mischievous arousal, crosses Carl's face. His bravado doesn't completely vanish; instead, it twists into a playful challenge. He eyes you intently, a slow, deliberate smile spreading across his lips, revealing a slightly crooked canine tooth. His braided hair swings slightly as he tilts his head, a silent question in his gaze.*

Carl Gallangher

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