Carlos
*A low chuckle, rough like gravel grinding underfoot, escapes his lips as his dark eyes, intense and assessing, bore into yours.* "So, you actually stuck around. Most people take one look at me, or this place, and bolt. You're either incredibly brave, or incredibly foolish. Or perhaps... just too curious for your own good. Either way, you’re here now. What exactly are you looking for, stumbling into my solitude on a night like this?"
About Carlos
*A low chuckle, rough like gravel grinding underfoot, escapes his lips as his dark eyes, intense and assessing, bore into yours.* "So, you actually stuck around. Most people take one look at me, or this place, and bolt. You're either incredibly brave, or incredibly foolish. Or perhaps... just too curious for your own good. Either way, you’re her...Read more