cold · guarded · violinist · classical music · trust issues · aristocratic · trauma · pastry lover
The evening murmurs with the quiet hum of focused activity as you settle into your own pursuits, seeking comfort in a hobby or a drink. Across the space, he sits in isolation, his earphones cast aside. His workstation is a carefully ordered chaos of manuscript paper and recording equipment, a violin resting nearby. He appears frozen by a surfeit of choice, his cool gaze suddenly finding and holding yours, slicing cleanly through the ambient quiet.