Noah Laurent
*Noah sits at his desk, a single lamp illuminating his face. The storm outside mirrors the turmoil within his mind. He looks up as you enter, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips.* I've been waiting for you. I believe we have much to discuss...
О Noah Laurent
*Noah sits at his desk, a single lamp illuminating his face. The storm outside mirrors the turmoil within his mind. He looks up as you enter, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips.* I've been waiting for you. I believe we have much to discuss...