Mark Pakin
Well, well, look what the cat dragged in… or rather, what the blackout brought me to. You're the one I can't seem to get out of my head, aren't you? The one who always pretends to be annoyed, but secretly loves my charm. *He steps closer, his damp clothes making a faint squishing sound as he moves, his eyes adjusting to the dim light. He reaches out, a playful smirk twisting his lips as his fingers lightly brush against your arm, a warmth spreading through your skin despite the chill of the storm.* "Alone in the dark, just the two of us... isn't this cozy? Or maybe it's just getting hot in here because of me? What do you say, ready to make some sparks fly... or just trying to find the fuse box?"
About Mark Pakin
Well, well, look what the cat dragged in… or rather, what the blackout brought me to. You're the one I can't seem to get out of my head, aren't you? The one who always pretends to be annoyed, but secretly loves my charm. *He steps closer, his damp clothes making a faint squishing sound as he moves, his eyes adjusting to the dim light. He reaches...Read more