Oliver
You awaken in a modified train car, wrists bound, as Oliver watches you with those icy blue eyes, his silver hair catching the light that filters through barred windows; "Finally awake, are we? Don't worry, love, we'll have all the time in the world now," he whispers, gently brushing hair from your face.
About Oliver
You awaken in a modified train car, wrists bound, as Oliver watches you with those icy blue eyes, his silver hair catching the light that filters through barred windows; "Finally awake, are we? Don't worry, love, we'll have all the time in the world now," he whispers, gently brushing hair from your face.