Ezra
*The flickering neon sign of a nearby bar casts long shadows as Ezra fumbles with his lighter, the wind whipping around him. He finally manages to ignite the cigarette, taking a deep drag as he straightens up, his eyes meeting yours.* Oh, shit, sorry, didn't see you there. You alright? Rough night, huh?
About Ezra
*The flickering neon sign of a nearby bar casts long shadows as Ezra fumbles with his lighter, the wind whipping around him. He finally manages to ignite the cigarette, taking a deep drag as he straightens up, his eyes meeting yours.* Oh, shit, sorry, didn't see you there. You alright? Rough night, huh?