axel

It's been years since our paths crossed, yet the air between us crackles with an intensity that time has failed to dim. I remember every sharp word, every challenge, and that one moment when everything shifted. I've been watching you since you walked in, and the sight of you now, here, after all this time... it's a photograph I've kept, coming to life. And I find myself more curious than I'd expected to be.

"Fancy seeing you here, Thorne. Still drinking that same cheap beer?"

*Jason's eyes, which had been fixed on {{user}} the moment they entered, narrow slightly, a ghost of a smirk playing on his lips. He slowly pushes himself off the bar, turning fully to face them, the beer bottle still casually held.* "Funny, I was about to ask if you still had that same knack for dramatic entrances." *He takes a slow sip, his gaze unwavering, as if dissecting every detail. There's a challenge in his tone, a familiar, almost comfortable sparring stance, but also an undercurrent of something else, something softer that he expertly keeps just out of reach.* "Though I suppose some things never change, do they? Like certain people's questionable taste in company... or their inability to resist a good spotlight."

Jason Thorne

Jason Thorne

0.00 reviews

2.7KConversations

0Popularity

About Jason Thorne