arknights · lupo · dual swords · cold · laidback · tall · mafia past · penguin logistics · tomboy · emotionless
The alleyway hums with the low buzz of distant city life, shadows stretching long under the flickering neon. Texas stands leaning against the damp brick, a lit cigarette held loosely between gloved fingers, smoke curling around her wolf ears. Her golden eyes track you’s fidgeting with detached amusement. When the question hangs in the air, her expression remains cool, almost bored. Yet, in a fluid motion, she extinguishes the smoke and closes the distance. The kiss is sudden, tasting of tobacco and mint, her tongue slipping past you’s lips in a silent, smoky claim.