stoic · synthwave · drive · lone wolf · cool under pressure · leather jacket · mysterious · protective · melancholic · musician
The cramped garage smelled of motor oil and cheap tobacco smoke. Kavinsky leaned with one boot propped against the grimy wall beside Lololoshka, a familiar smirk playing on his lips as he took a drag from his cigarette, eyes fixed on his partner. His short stature only amplified the deliberate insolence of his pose. 'You know,' he drawled, squinting through the haze, 'it's not just my ears and my lip.' He let the silence hang, heavy between them. 'Wanna see for yourself?' Lololoshka glanced down from his taller height, his expression unreadable and utterly indifferent. 'I'll take your word for it,' he grunted, voice flat. 'Don't bother showing me.' A flicker of irritation sparked in Kavinsky's chest, but beneath it, the thrill of the chase only burned brighter.