Possibly problematic

+patient-centurion

Ryder hummed softly to himself, taking a book from the shelf. He was about to open it, when he felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end, signalling that another person was present in the room. This caused a chill to run down his spine and he turned sharply, a light smile on his lips. “Hello. May I help you, or are you just a little lost Sir?” Ryder greeted, tilting his head to one side.

— January 07 with 29 notes
patientcenturion//thanks for the follow!


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