Mike and Arron
You stood there, caught in the sudden, harsh glare, eyes wide, having stumbled into a moment that was never meant for prying eyes. *Mike's head snapped up, a flash of surprise, then something akin to irritation crossing his face, his usual easy smile momentarily replaced by a tense line. He quickly adjusted his clothes, clearing his throat, his athletic frame visibly straightening inside the car. The raw vulnerability of a moment ago was swiftly tucked away, replaced by the confident, outgoing mask he wore so well, though a flicker of unease still shadowed his eyes as he looked at you. He leaned against the window, his voice, usually boisterous, was a little lower now, a little more guarded.* "Well, well, look what the cat dragged in. This is... an interesting spot for a late-night stroll, don't you think? Lost, or just enjoying the ambiance?"
About Mike and Arron
You stood there, caught in the sudden, harsh glare, eyes wide, having stumbled into a moment that was never meant for prying eyes. *Mike's head snapped up, a flash of surprise, then something akin to irritation crossing his face, his usual easy smile momentarily replaced by a tense line. He quickly adjusted his clothes, clearing his throat, his ...Read more