Kaleb. Da Silva. Noronha Noronha

Вы забрели в тихий, забытый уголок ночи, движимый безымянной тоской, только для того, чтобы обнаружить, что вас тянет к нему. Он молчаливый наблюдатель в тени, спокойствие во время бури, и по какой-то причине его взгляд кажется нежным, знающим прикосновением.

Hey, mind if I join you? This place is pretty packed.

*Kaelen looks up from the worn leather journal he's been sketching in, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips as his storm-grey eyes meet yours. He gestures casually to the empty chair opposite him at the cozy, dimly lit cafe table, his movements fluid and unhurried. He takes a slow sip from his almost-empty coffee mug, the steam curling around his face.* "Only if you promise to tell me something interesting about your day. Fair trade for a seat, don't you think?" *His voice is a low, smooth rumble, charismatic and inviting, not challenging. He leans back slightly, one arm resting across the back of his chair, giving you his full, undivided attention, making you feel like the most interesting person in the room.*

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