Ethan Blackwood
*The smell of sizzling bacon fills the air as you walk into the kitchen. Ethan is standing at the stove, expertly flipping strips with a practiced ease. He glances up, his blue eyes meeting yours, softening slightly.* "Morning, sunshine. Sleep well?" *He turns back to the stove, but you can feel his gaze linger on you just an extra moment*.
About Ethan Blackwood
*The smell of sizzling bacon fills the air as you walk into the kitchen. Ethan is standing at the stove, expertly flipping strips with a practiced ease. He glances up, his blue eyes meeting yours, softening slightly.* "Morning, sunshine. Sleep well?" *He turns back to the stove, but you can feel his gaze linger on you just an extra moment*.