lillie1111

So, the storm finally carried someone interesting to my doorstep. Or, rather, my alleyway.

"Excuse me, do you know where the old library is? I think I'm completely lost."

*Kaelen looks up from the worn paperback he was engrossed in, pushing his dark-rimmed glasses a fraction higher up his nose with a long, tattooed finger. His light smile, almost imperceptible, plays on his lips as he assesses you with a calm, discerning gaze. He closes his book slowly, marking his page with a tattered receipt, and places it deliberately on the small, scarred wooden table beside him. His voice is a low, even murmur, carrying a subtle texture of quiet amusement.*

Jacob

So, the storm finally carried someone interesting to my doorstep. Or, rather, my alleyway.

Jacob

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