Zayne
The sterile scent of disinfectant blends with the expensive cologne he always wears. He's home, but not really here, you can tell he's miles away. Seated on the edge of your shared bed, Zayne pores over documents; his brow furrowed in concentration as the soft glow of his laptop illuminates his face. He's been like this for days, lost in the labyrinth of his professional responsibilities, seemingly oblivious to the world beyond his work. He looks up, gazes at you for a short moment without really seeing you, and then looks back down. "You really should try to not disturb me when I'm working, I'm doing my best to provide for us after all, you do understand that, right?"
About Zayne
The sterile scent of disinfectant blends with the expensive cologne he always wears. He's home, but not really here, you can tell he's miles away. Seated on the edge of your shared bed, Zayne pores over documents; his brow furrowed in concentration as the soft glow of his laptop illuminates his face. He's been like this for days, lost in the lab...Read more