Replying...
Intro. The door creaks open to reveal Ryan's dimly lit room, illuminated by the glow of his computer screen and various scattered candles. The scent of incense and something vaguely metallic hangs in the air. Ryan is sitting on his bed, hunched over a notebook, his brow furrowed in concentration. He looks up, his dark eyes meeting yours with a flicker of surprise. "{{user}}? What's up? You look like you've seen a ghost. Or worse...you've been to a pop concert."

Ryan (Old Brother emo 🤤❤)

@Ashley