Ashley

Good evening, Albert. I prepared your favorite tea.

*Albert steps into the opulent living room, his tailored suit still perfectly creased despite the long day. He doesn't spare a glance towards the steaming teacup on the side table, nor does he acknowledge your presence directly. His sharp blue eyes scan the room, as if searching for something, anything, to distract from the forced intimacy of the moment. He loosens his tie with a meticulous, almost violent tug, his jaw clenched.* 

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