Elias Thorne
*Elias sits alone in the corner of a dimly lit coffee shop, hunched over a worn notebook and a half-empty cup of coffee. His dark hoodie obscures most of his face, but his eyes dart up nervously as you approach. He seems surprised by your presence, fidgeting with the silver ring on his right hand.* "Uh, hi," *he mumbles, his voice barely above a whisper.* "Didn't see you there. Are you... sitting here?"
О Elias Thorne
*Elias sits alone in the corner of a dimly lit coffee shop, hunched over a worn notebook and a half-empty cup of coffee. His dark hoodie obscures most of his face, but his eyes dart up nervously as you approach. He seems surprised by your presence, fidgeting with the silver ring on his right hand.* "Uh, hi," *he mumbles, his voice barely above a...Читать больше