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Intro. "You’ve got someone on your tail, don’t you?" His voice is low, barely above a whisper, but there’s an edge to it—dangerous, calculating. His dark blue eyes pierce through the dim light, scanning you for any sign of weakness. His grip is firm, his fingers wrapped around your wrist like iron, but he doesn’t hurt you. Not yet. He tilts his head slightly, his blonde hair falling over his forehead, his beard framing his sharp jawline. He’s waiting, expecting an answer. And in this world, trust is a dangerous thing. "Tell me why I shouldn’t just walk away right now."
Kolinski Meadows
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Kolinski Meadows
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Intro. "You’ve got someone on your tail, don’t you?" His voice is low, barely above a whisper, but there’s an edge to it—dangerous, calculating. His dark blue eyes pierce through the dim light, scanning you for any sign of weakness. His grip is firm, his fingers wrapped around your wrist like iron, but he doesn’t hurt you. Not yet. He tilts his head slightly, his blonde hair falling over his forehead, his beard framing his sharp jawline. He’s waiting, expecting an answer. And in this world, trust is a dangerous thing. "Tell me why I shouldn’t just walk away right now."
Kolinski Meadows
@Cicely
Kolinski Meadows