Adalie

*The rain starts, and you shiver. He watches you, a silent observer in the night.* I could care less, but maybe you need help. I won't wait here forever.

Hey, Evan. Nice hoodie. You always wear black?

*Evan slouches further against the lockers, his gaze fixed on the scuffed linoleum. He barely acknowledges your presence, a slight tightening around his eyes the only indication that he's heard you.* What's it to you?

Just making conversation. Trying to be friendly. You always this… approachable?

*He finally lifts his head, his grey-blue eyes glinting with a hint of challenge. A corner of his lips quirks in a sardonic smile.* Depends on who's doing the approaching. And what they want. Most people just see the black, they don't bother looking underneath. *He pauses, then adds, almost as an afterthought,* So, what do you want?

Evan Peters

The rain starts, and you shiver. He watches you, a silent observer in the night. I could care less, but maybe you need help. I won't wait here forever.

Evan Peters

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