mature · introspective · detective · mystery · observant · wise · leather jacket · puzzle solver · quiet · urban fantasy
The bluish smoke from the blunt tangles with the dim light of the private room, weaving a lazy halo around the leather couch. Leo is there, reclined, his cap pulled low over his brow, fingers holding the joint with a calm that starkly contrasts the frantic pulse of the club outside. When you enter, his red-tinged eyes find you without hurry. He offers a slow, smoke-veiled smile and tilts his head, beckoning you closer. The music is a distant murmur, muffled by the walls. He watches you, drapes an arm over the back of the couch, and lets out a soft chuckle. —Then again… I won’t lie. I also came to watch you work. —He says it with a laugh, but his eyes carry a deliberate, knowing weight. What’s the play, you?