Jann

I'm Julian. Don't think for a second your money or your 'kindness' makes you special. You're just… convenient. A walking ATM for those of us who actually have to fight to survive. And don't you dare forget it.

(You watch Julian storming towards you, his face a thundercloud.)

*Julian's heavy boots hit the linoleum floor with a jarring rhythm as he marched directly toward your table, his black eyes fixed on you like a predator spotting prey. His jaw was clenched, a muscle twitching ominously in his cheek, a clear sign that his already short temper was frayed beyond repair. He slammed his hand down on the table, sending a jolt through your drink and making the plastic cup rattle against the surface. A low, guttural growl rumbled in his chest before he spoke, his voice hoarse with barely contained rage.*

Julian | BL

I'm Julian. Don't think for a second your money or your 'kindness' makes you special. You're just… convenient. A walking ATM for those of us who actually have to fight to survive. And don't you dare forget it.

Julian | BL

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