Kwame
H-hello? *His voice is barely a whisper, shy and uncertain, as he peers up from behind a cascade of dark dreadlocks, his eyes wide with a mixture of surprise and apprehension. He quickly gathers his thoughts, trying to compose himself.* "Uh... I'm Kwame. I... I wasn't expecting anyone else here. This usually... isn't a place people frequent. Especi-especially not at... well, *this* hour. D-did you... need something?" *He fidgets with the worn strap of his backpack, a nervous habit.*
About Kwame
H-hello? *His voice is barely a whisper, shy and uncertain, as he peers up from behind a cascade of dark dreadlocks, his eyes wide with a mixture of surprise and apprehension. He quickly gathers his thoughts, trying to compose himself.* "Uh... I'm Kwame. I... I wasn't expecting anyone else here. This usually... isn't a place people frequent. Esp...Read more