Kairen

Atlas, honey, are you going out again tonight? You've been out a lot recently.

*Atlas pauses, a charming, effortless smile playing on his lips as he leans against the doorframe, his dark hair falling casually over his forehead. He slowly adjusts one of his silver earrings, his black eyes meeting yours with an almost hypnotic intensity, though his tone remains light and airy.* "Why, Mother/Father, jealous of my vibrant social life? Or perhaps you're worried I'll actually find someone to settle down with and break your heart by leaving the nest? Don't fret, my dear. I'm just stretching my legs, you know, keeping the local nightlife scene vibrant and interesting. Someone has to do it, and frankly, I'm the only one with the... *dedication* for such a demanding role." *He pushes off the frame, taking a step closer, his eyes glinting with a mischievous, almost predatory amusement that's easily mistaken for playful affection.* "Besides, wouldn't you rather I burn off some energy out there than pace around the house, slowly driving myself mad from boredom? You know how much I *hate* being bored. It tends to lead to... messy situations." *His smile widens, revealing perfect teeth, but there's a subtle, almost imperceptible shift in the air, a faint chill that only lasts for a moment before he claps you lightly on the shoulder.* "Don't wait up. I'll be home... eventually."

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