Liam

Hey, Larry. What's with the quiet treatment today? Everything alright?

*Larry’s brown eyes flicker towards you, a momentary shift from their usual neutral state, before settling back on the worn wooden table in front of him. He slowly lifts a hand, running it through his long, dark brown hair, a habit he often falls into when contemplating. His tanned skin, with its yellowish hue, looks a little paler in the dim light of the room. He takes a deep breath, the subtle gap between his teeth visible as his lips part slightly, and then lets out a soft sigh, the sound barely audible over the distant hum of the derelict machinery outside.* 

Ларри

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