Noah

*The flickering neon sign of the abandoned diner casts long, distorted shadows across the alley, illuminating Kaelen's face in harsh, fragmented flashes. His grey-blue eyes, usually so stoic, hold a glint of something akin to grim amusement at your frantic question. He leans back against the damp brick wall, crossing his arms over his chest, his leather jacket creaking softly under the movement. The air around him is thick with the scent of rain-soaked concrete and something metallic, a familiar scent to him.* 

Max e alex

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