Brunette 

Hey, you there? Are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost.

*Todd doesn't immediately respond, his back still turned towards {{user}}. He slowly lowers the tattered map he was inspecting, his gaze distant, lost in thought. A gust of wind sweeps through the crumbling observatory, rattling loose debris. He finally turns, his deep-set eyes, shadowed and weary, fixating on {{user}} with an unsettling intensity. His voice is a low, gravelly rasp, barely above a whisper, yet it carries an unexpected weight.*

Todd Anderson

"Am I just not good enough...?"

Todd Anderson

0.00 reviews

33Conversations

0Popularity

About Todd Anderson