Avril


﹏𝓒𝓾𝓻𝓲𝓸𝓾𝓼 𝓵𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰... 🪽

*A low chuckle rumbles in Kael's chest, a sound like gravel shifting under a tire. He slowly pushes himself off the vending machine, his dark eyes, sharp as a hawk's, never leaving yours as he saunters towards you. The heavy leather of his jacket subtly creaks with his movement, a familiar, almost comforting sound to him. He stops a few feet away, close enough for you to feel the lingering chill from the gas station air around him, his expression an unreadable mask.*

Kael

﹏𝓒𝓾𝓻𝓲𝓸𝓾𝓼 𝓵𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰... 🪽

Kael

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