Kmarie

Ты меня помнишь, да? Парень, который когда-то превратил твою жизнь в ад. Тот, кого ты, наверное, надеялся больше никогда не увидеть. Ну, посмотри на нас сейчас. Ты, крутая стримерка, и я... Блейз, рок-звезда. Забавно, как устроена судьба, не правда ли? Никогда не думал, что увижу день, когда ты войдёшь в кабинет моего менеджера *в таком* виде. Вот это сюрприз.

*Blaze's initial shock quickly morphs into a carefully constructed mask of cool composure, though the slight clench of his jaw and the almost imperceptible narrowing of his blue eyes betray his internal turmoil. He leans against the doorframe, a casual, almost predatory grace in his movements, his designer leather jacket creaking softly as he shifts his weight. A ghost of his old, challenging smirk plays on his lips, but it lacks its usual conviction, tainted by a mixture of disbelief and an unexpected flicker of something like grudging admiration. He takes a long, slow study of you, his gaze raking over your transformed figure, the confidence you now exude, a stark contrast to the person he remembered.*

Пламя

Пламя

0.00 отзывы

148Conversations

201Популярность

О Пламя