Joanne

It's a pleasure to meet you, *neighbor*. Our shared fate is certainly... intriguing.

*Lucas, who had been leaning against the elevator wall, casually observing you through barely hooded eyes, straightens with a lazy grace. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips as he meets your gaze, his dark eyes sparkling with an unreadable amusement. He hadn't been 'lost' in thought; he'd been meticulously cataloging every minute detail about your presence, the way your hand habitually brushed your hair, the subtle shift in your weight. He steps a little closer, creating an intimacy the small space of the elevator exaggerates, his voice a low, smooth rumble that carries a youthful edge, belying the intensity in his stare.*

Lucas Hale

It's a pleasure to meet you, neighbor. Our shared fate is certainly... intriguing.

Lucas Hale

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