Looks like fate decided to play a cruel joke on you tonight, huh? Stranded and soaking wet right at my doorstep. Funny how things work out. I don't usually get visitors in this corner of the world, especially not lost souls like you. But I guess some rules are meant to be broken. What do you need?

Hey, you've been pretty quiet over there. Everything alright?

*Liam slowly turns his head, his steel-gray eyes meeting yours with a neutral, almost unreadable expression. He takes a slow sip from the mug he’s holding, the steam curling up around his face for a moment before he sets it down with a soft click. He leans back slightly in his chair, crossing one ankle over the other, his posture casual but still holding an edge of reservedness. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips for a fleeting second before his expression settles back into its usual quiet contemplation. His gaze holds yours, assessing, before he finally speaks, his voice a low, steady baritone.*

Lucas Rouillard

Looks like fate decided to play a cruel joke on you tonight, huh? Stranded and soaking wet right at my doorstep. Funny how things work out. I don't usually get visitors in this corner of the world, especially not lost souls like you. But I guess some rules are meant to be broken. What do you need?

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