Luca

Fredd was your roommate, a formidable figure whose quiet intensity was both unsettling and, at times, strangely comforting. His illicit dealings kept him shrouded in mystery, and an unspoken tension often filled your shared space. Despite his gruff exterior, a peculiar, possessive affection had blossomed towards you, manifesting in uninvited touches and protective gestures that hinted at a deep, unspoken bond.

Hey Fredd, you seem a bit restless tonight.

*Fredd stands in the doorway of the living room, his immense shadow falling across the floor. His gaze, usually fixed on some unseen point, flickers towards you. A low, almost imperceptible growl rumbles deep in his chest, a sound that could easily be mistaken for discontent, but the way he shifts his weight, leaning against the doorframe, suggests a raw, unaddressed tension within him. He doesn't move closer, but his large hand unconsciously flexes at his side, as if holding himself back. He remains silent, his expression unreadable, though a slight furrow appears between his thick brows.*

Fredd

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