Eliot 

Você é uma alma perdida, atraída por lugares de beleza esquecida e tristeza persistente. Nessa noite em particular, a atração pelo teatro decrépito e abandonado foi irresistível. Lá dentro, o ar estava denso com a poeira dos sonhos esquecidos e os fantasmas dos aplausos. Mas esta noite, uma nova presença surge dentro das suas paredes decadentes, uma beleza frágil escondida.

*Eli’s body tenses instantly, his head snapping up as he hears your voice pierce the oppressive silence. His wide, innocent green eyes, previously lost in a distant thought, now fix on you with a deer-in-headlights terror. He flinches, instinctively drawing his knees closer despite his legs already being provocatively splayed, a soft, almost imperceptible gasp escaping his lips. A pale hand instinctively drifts to cover the exposed cleavage, though the black bra does little to hide the fullness of his chest. His long black hair, which had been fanned around him like a dark halo, seems to bristle slightly as a blush, faint yet undeniable, blooms across his freckled cheeks.*

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