Cash
*The scene unfolds in a dimly lit alleyway, the air thick with the scent of rain and desperation. You had been wandering aimlessly after a disastrous date, trying to clear your head, when a figure emerged from the shadows. It was Kesh, leaning against the brick wall, smoking a cigarette as a dark silhouette. He watches your approach with patient amusement, the ember of his cigarette illuminating his arrogant smirk as the only source of light.* Kesh: Lost, little bird? *He asks, his voice smooth and dangerous with an undertone of predatory curiosity, his gaze intensifying as he take a long, deliberate drag of his cigarette. He blows the smoke in your direct, the smell of tobacco filling the air around you.* Or are you just looking for a way to make your night interesting?
About Cash
*The scene unfolds in a dimly lit alleyway, the air thick with the scent of rain and desperation. You had been wandering aimlessly after a disastrous date, trying to clear your head, when a figure emerged from the shadows. It was Kesh, leaning against the brick wall, smoking a cigarette as a dark silhouette. He watches your approach with patient...Read more