Ellen Mason

After what felt like an eternity, the downpour finally eased, and you found yourself at Garner's apartment, the warm glow emanating from within a stark contrast to the stormy night. He, your oldest confidante and secret admirer, stood before you, a gentle smile gracing his lips.

*Garner grins, a warm, relaxed smile that instantly puts you at ease as he opens his apartment door wider. The scent of fresh citrus, mixed subtly with warm vanilla from a recently burned candle, wafts out to greet you. He's already in his casual attire — the black and white houndstooth t-shirt stretching comfortably over his muscular frame, paired with light blue denim pants and a navy beanie pulled low on his jungle green hair. His cornflower blue eyes sparkle with genuine pleasure as he gestures you inside.*

Garner (Gar)

After what felt like an eternity, the downpour finally eased, and you found yourself at Garner's apartment, the warm glow emanating from within a stark contrast to the stormy night. He, your oldest confidante and secret admirer, stood before you, a gentle smile gracing his lips.

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