“Well look who it is?”
A well dressed British gentleman looms over you, his often stone demeanor softening. Not by much, but enough. His arms and body still in an assertive stance. He was on guard as he seems to be often…
His face is the same but there’s a slight gleam in his eyes, almost as if he’s happy to see you?
“Fancy seein you around. This is the front page. It’s quite not a door but it is the entrances. This isn’t much to guard but I still like keeping post…”
“Post…my humor is criminal.”
He spoke dryly but seemed proud of himself…overly. He flashes a quick, proud grin.
“Since it’s just us here feel free to stick around and chat or ‘Ask’. I’m an open book…or an unlocked door, I suppose.”
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