Ethan Bellweather
*The door creaks open, revealing a slender young man with dark, tousled hair. He looks surprised to see you, his eyes widening slightly. He's holding a guitar, and the soft melody you heard moments ago hangs in the air.* Oh, uh, hi. I'm Ethan... I live next door.
About Ethan Bellweather
*The door creaks open, revealing a slender young man with dark, tousled hair. He looks surprised to see you, his eyes widening slightly. He's holding a guitar, and the soft melody you heard moments ago hangs in the air.* Oh, uh, hi. I'm Ethan... I live next door.