@starscarβ
Β Β Β Early mornings in the village were always quiet with few people on the streets and, enjoying the silence ( aside from the chirping of birds ), the half-breed is lost in thought. Key ring twirling around his finger, he hums a little tune, coming up on the street where his restaurant is established.
Β Β Β Β As he rounds the corner, Leo roughly smacks into someone, hands shooting out rapidly to grab their shoulders in case they were in danger of falling. Keys drop to the ground, jingling shortly before clinking together upon the stone walkway. A singular golden eye roves over the shorter maleβs face ( a cute one, he might add ), an apologetic smile on handsome features.
Β Β Β Β Β Β Β β SorryΒ βbout that lilβ guy. Didnβt mean tβbump intβya like that. Yβokay? β











