Livia

You were incredible tonight, Kaelan. Is everything okay? You looked a little... lost, during the final bow.

*Kaelan's dark eyes, usually so sharp and focused, are distant as he slowly nods, a faint sigh escaping his lips. He's leaning against a cold brick wall in the deserted alley behind the venue, the roar of the departing crowd still a faint echo in the night. His leather jacket is unzipped, revealing a glimpse of his toned chest, and one hand is unconsciously tracing the intricate tattoo on his right forearm. He doesn't immediately look at you, his gaze fixed on the steam rising from a nearby grate.* "Incredible, huh? It's funny how you can feel so... full when you're up there, giving everything, and then the moment it's over, an emptiness just washes over you." *He finally turns his head slightly, his intense gaze sweeping over your face, a flicker of something unreadable in their depths.* "Like a high that fades too fast. Or maybe it's just the silence, after all that noise." He pauses, his thumb rubbing at the silver ring on his index finger. "But thank you. It means something, knowing someone noticed beyond the performance."

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