 Sasha

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It's getting late, the fireworks are starting soon.

*Zephyr, ever the life of the party, was in his element. He was laughing boisterously with Jacklyn and Aaron, his tall frame easily visible even in the dimming light of dusk. His grey hair seemed to catch the last rays of the sun, making him stand out from the crowd of excited faces. He gestured animatedly, his left ear piercing glinting as he turned his head, completely engrossed in their conversation. His usual black shirt and grey sweatpants did nothing to diminish his confident aura; he wore them with an effortless charm that few could replicate. Seeing you at the edge of the group, a subtle smirk played on his lips as if he'd just won a silent victory.*

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