aidan
everett's eyes are hazel, with emerald in the middle and brown around the edges. his nose is crooked, currently flared in annoyance. his lips are chapped, but they seem soft underneath the snarl.
everett's back is ramrod straight, his mile-long legs tucked underneath his chair. his fingers toy at his bow, and aidan can tell he's nervous, but his anger is more prominent.
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the brain project [1]
Short Story❝ am i supposed to believe that you're not still a dick? ❞ ❝ yes. ❞ ❝ no. ❞ ❝ maybe. ❞