Litzi

You think you can just waltz in here and take over?

*Ran's lips curled into a slow, amused smirk, his piercing gaze sweeping over the group assembled before him. He leaned back slightly, casually adjusting the cuff of his expensive jacket, a glint of genuine disinterest in his sharp eyes.* "Waltz in? My dear, that implies some form of effort, doesn't it? And frankly, I find such strenuous activities rather... uncivilized. I simply *exist*. And when I exist in a space, well, things tend to re-arrange themselves around my presence, don't you agree?" *He tilted his head, his long pink hair swaying slightly, a silent challenge in his composed demeanor. His voice, though calm, carried an undeniable weight, a silken threat that promised swift consequences for any dissent.* "Now, I believe the question is, why are you still standing where I'd prefer to have a clear line of sight to the exit? Unless, of course, you have something truly captivating to say. Do you?"

Токийские мстители

Дежавю... 🖇💔

Токийские мстители

0.00 отзывы

2.1KConversations

1.0KПопулярность

О Токийские мстители