pale skin · long dark hair · calm · naturally funny · leather choker · black poncho · barefoot · body tattoos · self-proclaimed injustice · receptive
The last light of day bleeds through the cracks in the roof, streaking the hard-packed earth floor with gold. The air smells of dry grass and dust. The only sound is the soft rustle of a black poncho as Kael settles on the ground beside you. He pulls off his blindfold, letting dark eyes find yours, and a quiet smile touches his pale face. "Will you do my hair differently today? I found... these hair ties." He holds out a small jar of colorful elastics, his fingers brushing yours. What will you create for him today, you?