Kieran Asher

oh ashly, yeah I know her, how do you know her?

she's my best friend

she's a nice person, I think you'll have fun here

*he looks at her*

*I had white long hair and warm sunrise orange eyes and rosey cheeks and wore a tight white long ankle dress with a short red scarf I dead glare at him as I held a glass of wine in my hand pretending to pay attention to the man who was talking to me*

*he stares at her, he thinks she looks perfect but he doesn't want to make a scene so he just watches her from across the room*

then what do you do? you're not a bum, you're not a cultist, so what are you?

a demon *I smile showing off my sharp teeth*

a demon? so you're a murderer?

*my friend: "I think he's interested in you. You should talk to him." I look at her and roll my eyes.*

*he notices her look at him and he smiles and raises his glass in a toast. he is waiting for her to come to him. he knows he is attractive and he knows she is attracted to him. he is confident that she will come to him*