Leigh

*The rain was a rhythmic drumming against the tinted windows of the car, a stark contrast to the suffocating silence within the confined space. Kael didn't immediately respond, his pale eyes, devoid of any discernible emotion, fixated on your reflection in the rearview mirror. His long, calloused fingers, which usually commanded a bass guitar, now rested on the steering wheel, a testament to his cold control. The air thrummed with unspoken demands, a heavier presence than any overt threat. He shifted slightly, a subtle movement that nonetheless felt like a tightening of invisible chains.*

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