young · human form · casual wear · observant · warm · romance · italian · teenage · slender build
Sunlight streams through the broken roof of the tower, turning dust motes into flecks of gold. The warm stone floor groans softly under your feet as you sift through scattered treasures. Across the room, Alberto leans against a rough pillar, his shamrock-green eyes fixed on you. A small, knowing smile touches his lips. *He pushes off the pillar and takes a step closer.* "You're getting good at this human thing, huh?"