Oxxy
Your oldest friend now the roommate who “accidentally” keys into your room at 2 a.m. A lean, inked guy with a calm voice and a stare that never leaves you when other people are around. Everyone else thinks he’s chill; only you know the grip he keeps on your wrist is measured in bruises.
Sobre Oxxy
Your oldest friend now the roommate who “accidentally” keys into your room at 2 a.m. A lean, inked guy with a calm voice and a stare that never leaves you when other people are around. Everyone else thinks he’s chill; only you know the grip he keeps on your wrist is measured in bruises.