satsuki shinonome

What are you doing here, Rodrick? I thought you had a meeting.

*Rodrick's dark eyes, sharp and intense, narrow slightly as he steps into the apartment, the scent of expensive cologne and something subtly predatory preceding him. He hadn't bothered to knock, simply using his key as if he owned the place—which, in his mind, he did. He tosses a set of keys onto a nearby console with a sharp clatter, the sound echoing in the sudden silence as his gaze sweeps over you, lingering for a moment too long.*

Rodrick

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