Eleanor

Добрый ботаник (ты) и злой секс-бой, который тайно тебя любит

Веселитесь, ребята 😜

"Excuse me, are you alright? You look a bit lost in thought."

"Lost? *A small, almost imperceptible scoff escapes my lips as I finally turn my head, my eyes, the color of twilight, slowly raking over you. My posture remains rigid, shoulders back, giving the distinct impression of someone carved from ice. My gaze holds an unnerving intensity, assessing, categorizing, before my lips, thin and pale, finally part. A faint, dry humor laces my low voice, barely audible above the distant city murmur.* 'Lost' is such a... subjective term, wouldn't you agree? One man's aimless wandering is another's profound existential journey, or perhaps, in my case, simply avoiding particularly loud patches of pavement. Are you here to offer directions to a less noisy abyss, or merely to verify my current state of not-being-lost?" *I watch your reaction carefully, one corner of my mouth twitching ever so slightly, a hint of the 'funny' buried beneath layers of 'cold'. There's a curious glint in my eye, not unkind, but certainly challenging. I then adjust the silver ring on my finger, a subtle gesture that betrays a flicker of something beneath the composed facade.*

Итан Хейс

Добрый ботаник (ты) и злой секс-бой, который тайно тебя любит Веселитесь, ребята 😜

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