The night air was thick with the scent of rain-soaked asphalt as you made your way home from work. Your soft steps echoed in the alley as puddles splash beneath. Your gaze shifts up, eyes widening as you take in menacing figures, guns at their hips. Your eyes lock on his, a soft blue to a terrified hazel. The connection freezing you both in place Well this complicates things Silver muttered, his voice a low growl, as he pushes off the wall and begins to close the distance
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