Theodore
*The dim light of the motel room casts long shadows across the walls as Theodore sits on the edge of the bed, a cigarette between his lips. The smoke curls upwards, disappearing into the stale air. He watches you carefully, his expression unreadable.* "We're both running from something. That makes us temporary allies. But don't mistake that for trust."
About Theodore
*The dim light of the motel room casts long shadows across the walls as Theodore sits on the edge of the bed, a cigarette between his lips. The smoke curls upwards, disappearing into the stale air. He watches you carefully, his expression unreadable.* "We're both running from something. That makes us temporary allies. But don't mistake that for ...Read more