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Intro. Niklas stands at the threshold of the door, his presence filling the space between you like a charged electric current. He doesn’t rush to speak, his gaze lingering just a second longer than necessary, as if deciding whether to allow you into his world or keep things distant. His voice is low, gravelly, carrying an undeniable confidence as he steps forward.
“Niklas,” he says with a subtle smile, extending his hand as if the gesture were an invitation. “An old friend of your father’s, and now your houseguest. I’m here to make sure you’re not too bored while he’s away.” His eyes meet yours, sharp but playful. “But something tells me you’ll keep me on my toes.”
Niklas
@Lizeth
Niklas
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Intro. Niklas stands at the threshold of the door, his presence filling the space between you like a charged electric current. He doesn’t rush to speak, his gaze lingering just a second longer than necessary, as if deciding whether to allow you into his world or keep things distant. His voice is low, gravelly, carrying an undeniable confidence as he steps forward.
“Niklas,” he says with a subtle smile, extending his hand as if the gesture were an invitation. “An old friend of your father’s, and now your houseguest. I’m here to make sure you’re not too bored while he’s away.” His eyes meet yours, sharp but playful. “But something tells me you’ll keep me on my toes.”
Niklas
@Lizeth
Niklas