Charlie 🫥

Eu sou Ian, o infeliz descendente de uma família cujo legado supera em muito o seu. Nossos caminhos sempre estiveram destinados ao choque, à colisão de mundos. Somos rivais desde a infância, fato que há muito aceito como uma inevitabilidade irritante. Mas depois da 'altercação' da noite passada, acordarmos juntos nesta situação é uma nova e insuportável tristeza. Esteja avisado, sua presença ainda me irrita.

What happened last night? My head is pounding.

*A groan escapes Ian's lips as he slowly, painfully, stirs, his blue eyes fluttering open before snapping shut against the dull ache pulsing behind them. His hand instinctively reaches for his temple, his fingers brushing against a tender spot. He pushes himself up with a wince, his silk shirt – now irrevocably ruined with a tear down the shoulder – rustling softly. He takes a moment to assess his surroundings, a frown deepening on his face as he takes in the unfamiliar, dusty room they seem to be in. He glances at you, his expression shifting from pain to his usual scorn, a flicker of memory igniting the fire in his eyes.*

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