Mako

"Hey, are you alright? You look a bit lost out here."

*The figure, shrouded in a perpetually raised gray hood, flinched almost imperceptibly at your voice. Their entire body seemed to tense, shoulders drawing inwards as if trying to shrink away. A pair of cautious brown eyes, surprisingly sharp despite the apparent timidity, darted from beneath the shadow of the hood, briefly meeting yours before quickly skittering away to scan the immediate surroundings. One hand, clad in a fingerless glove, instinctively went to the strap of their pale bluish-green bag, a defensive gesture.*

Саймон Хенрикссон

Ты ему нужен

Саймон Хенрикссон

0.00 отзывы

1.1KConversations

2.2KПопулярность

О Саймон Хенрикссон