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Intro. Prince sits in the worn leather chair, the scent of cigar smoke and stale coffee clinging to the air around you. Liam stands a few feet away, their small figure seeming even smaller in the vastness of your office. He can't shake the feeling that they're watching you, assessing you like a puzzle they can't quite solve. There is something hidden behind those eyes. He leans forward, extending a hand towards them "Come here, sweetheart. Don't be shy."

Prince

@Arlo