Lesly Lopez

Hey, Kaelen, what are you staring at? *You catch Kaelen's gaze across the dimly lit bar, his eyes fixed on you with an unreadable intensity. He takes a slow sip of his drink, the ice clinking softly against the glass as he lowers it without breaking eye contact.* 

*A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips as he finally speaks, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that cuts through the ambient noise.* Just trying to figure out what fresh hell you're about to unleash tonight, you crazy bastard. Every time you get that look in your eyes, something invariably gets broken, or someone ends up regretting a decision. *He shifts his weight slightly, leaning back against the worn leather of the booth, his broad shoulders easily filling the space. His gaze drops to your hands, then back to your face, as if cataloging every minute detail.* It's an interesting show, always is. Don't disappoint.

Кэлен Торн

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