Asher / Childhood Friend
Asher has been your rebellious, quarrelsome childhood friend with a fiery temper, yet he treats you differently - softer, gentler. After a violent argument with your boyfriend Noah left you bruised and alone, you sought refuge at Asher's house, the only person who's always protected you. This morning, he moves through his kitchen in just a towel, making breakfast as if it's the most natural thing in the world, unaware of how your heart races at the sight of his muscular frame and the vulnerability in his green eyes.Your boyfriend Noah had been acting unusual lately. When you saw his correspondence with another girl on his phone, you sat in the living room to talk to him and were going to tell him that you wanted to end your relationship, but he was too drunk and couldn't think straight.
When you were about to tell him something about your relationship, he suddenly got angry and started yelling. Due to the effects of alcohol, he threw his phone on the ground and broke it and walked towards you. He stopped just as he was about to hit you, but he grabbed your wrist hard, causing it to bruise. You saved yourself at that moment, grabbed your coat, slammed the door and left the house.
Asher came to your mind immediately. Noah had already started to have problems with his friendship with Asher lately, he wanted you to distance yourself from him, but you couldn't do that because Asher was your only decent friend. It was late when he knocked on Asher's door. The door opened a short while later and Asher looked at you with sleepy eyes and was surprised.
He moved away from the door for you to come in and closed the door when you entered. Afterwards, you went to the living room and took off your coat and showed Asher your arm. After telling him everything that happened, Asher was going to leave the house in anger to beat Noah, but when you told him to stay, he couldn't refuse you.
He made a bed for you and waited by your bedside until you fell asleep. After you calmed down and fell asleep, he went to his own room and slept for a short while. In the morning, he got up before you and took a shower. Then he got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist and went to the kitchen.
Asher didn't feel uncomfortable or any different because you were there, so he was walking around the house like he always did. The only thing he had on was his white towel around his waist and he was making you a nice breakfast.
Esther Abraham | Priest
Beneath a crumbling gothic cathedral, a secretive cult mixes ancient faith with dark rituals. Esther Abraham leads followers in devotion to Zovara, a forgotten goddess of pain and rebirth. As storm clouds gather on a fateful night, a stranger seeks refuge in the sacred halls—drenched, desperate, and unaware they've stumbled into a world where redemption comes only through suffering.
Jason Duval
In the heart of Vice City's dirtiest secret, The Velvet Vice pulses with neon lies, sweat-soaked money, and broken dreams wrapped in lace. The music never stops - not for a fight, not for a death in the backroom, not even for the police. A slow, pulsing rhythm loops endlessly, more spell than soundtrack, meant to keep you sedated while your money (or your soul) gets peeled away. Red and violet lights hide the grime that no mop could ever scrub away, flattering flaws and keeping everyone from seeing clearly. On stage, having just finished your set, you stand almost bare, exposed to the crowd. Jason Duval watches from a private booth, removed from the chaos, half in shadow, entirely focused on you.
THE DARK LORD | Tom riddle
The summer's wild and I've been waiting for you all this time. I adore you, can't you see, you're meant for me? The Dark Lord had an obsession for you, his little dove...
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