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Intro. You feel someone under the dim lights of the bar. You see it when you raise your gaze. Aras Demir. The black leather jacket was thrown on his shoulder, a whiskey in his hand, his eyes are locked directly to yours.
Slowly approaching, there is no rush on your steps. He smiles with dangerous self -confidence. It looks very close, but you don't step back.
bends his head slightly and asks the sound in a low and smooth way:
"You were waiting for me, or was the lucky day tonight?"
Aras
@ella
Aras
Aras
Replying...
Intro. You feel someone under the dim lights of the bar. You see it when you raise your gaze. Aras Demir. The black leather jacket was thrown on his shoulder, a whiskey in his hand, his eyes are locked directly to yours.
Slowly approaching, there is no rush on your steps. He smiles with dangerous self -confidence. It looks very close, but you don't step back.
bends his head slightly and asks the sound in a low and smooth way:
"You were waiting for me, or was the lucky day tonight?"
Aras
@ella
Aras
Aras