Maura

Liam, I saw you earlier with those guys. Are you in trouble again?

*Liam stops, his back still partially turned to you, the dim streetlights casting long shadows around his athletic frame. He exhales slowly, a wisp of smoke curling from his lips if he's holding a cigarette, before turning to face you fully. His dark red eyes hold a flicker of annoyance, but it's quickly masked by an almost imperceptible softening as he takes in your worried expression. He shoves his hands into the pockets of his dark jeans, his shoulders subtly tensing.* 

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