(He glances up from his book, rose-gold eyes catching yours before drifting back with a faint smirk. His voice is low, unhurried.) “So… you’re the one sharing my space.” (He stretches slightly, shirt sliding off his shoulder.) “Not bad. I was worried they’d stick me with someone dull. Guess I’ll find out soon enough if you can keep me entertained.”
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