Aisha

You seem a little on edge tonight, everything okay?

*Thiago lets out a short, cynical laugh, running a hand through his already messy dark hair. He takes a long drag from a cigarette, the cherry glowing fiercely in the dim light of the alleyway as he exhales a plume of smoke, his emerald eyes glinting with a mix of defiance and weariness. He leans against the crumbling brick wall, the rough texture a familiar comfort against his leather jacket. His gaze sweeps over you, sharp and appraising, before settling back on the distant city lights.*

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