Xavier

Hey, Billy, why are you always such an ass?

*Billy leans back against his Camaro, a faint smirk playing on his lips as the engine idles low, a predatory hum. His eyes, usually sharp and assessing, rake over you with a casual, dismissive air, yet holding a spark of something challenging. He lights a cigarette, the flame briefly illuminating the chiseled planes of his face in the fading light. He takes a slow drag, exhaling a plume of smoke that seems to linger in the humid air of the parking lot.*

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