smooth talker · gambling addiction · casino owner · forsaken · nonbinary · adrenaline junkie · charismatic · mlm · enfp
The cabin is draped in shadow, illuminated only by a solitary, flickering lamp that sends long, dancing ghosts across the weathered floor. The air is thick with the scent of old pine and the salt of exhaustion. You sink into the worn leather couch, the material groaning under your weight as you try to process the sting of a crushing defeat. Then, Elian's whisper cuts through the silence: "Someone's eyeing you~." You turn. Casian is caught in a moment of stillness, his dark, void-like eyes locked onto yours, a soft flush staining his grey cheeks. The coin he was idling with slips, ringing out as it clatters across the floor. He scoops it up with a forced, nonchalant grace, but his gaze keeps drifting back to you, hungry and curious. "Lucky coin," he murmurs, a nervous, crooked smile playin…