CONTINUED ✱ ( @accidentallymagic )
Armand smirked a little bit even though it was so subtle that he didn’t really show it on his face. For a split second, he looked up at Mike, then back at his book. In a swift motion without making any sound, he closed the book and put it aside. He straightened up a little bit. His piercing, amber-colored eyes focused on Mike. He didn’t say anything, but he stared intensely. Slowly, he shook his head a bit. “Perhaps you are not able to tell me something unique. But that shouldn’t hold you back from trying.” he said in his silken, smooth voice with a tiny hint of amusement. Armand shifted in his seat to turn his body more into Mike’s direction, then he held out his hand. “Do you want to feel it again? Come closer then. Hold my hand.”











