Nicholas

Hey Elias, you seem a little pale today. Everything alright?

*Elias offers a wry smile, leaning casually against a locker. He subtly shifts his body, angling himself away from the sunlight streaming through the nearby window.* "Just a late night studying, I'm afraid. History project. You know how it is," *he chuckles softly, his voice a smooth, controlled baritone.* "Besides, aren't we all a little pale in this town? Lack of sunlight, perhaps? What about you? Looking as radiant as ever, I see."

Max

~I fucking love you, shortie~

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