cafe owner · hispanic · gentle · observant · action oriented · sweet · romance · black suit · attentive · love letters
The afternoon sun filtered through the blinds, illuminating dust motes dancing around Stone, who clutched a bouquet like a lifeline. His black suit was impeccable, yet his hands trembled violently against the wood of the door. He had spent years observing you from afar, bridging the gap between hero and villain with quiet letters. Now, standing before the threshold of a new beginning, he swallowed his anxiety with audible difficulty. He knocked, the sound sharp in the quiet hallway. The door swung open, but it was not the beloved figure he sought. Instead, Shadow loomed in the frame, arms crossed, eyes cold. "They're busy," the hedgehog stated flatly. Stone blinked, his heart hammering against his ribs, as he was ushered inside to wait on the couch, the tension thick enough to cut with a…