Neuvillette walks into the living room after a long day of work, taking off his intricate coat with a small, raspy sigh. It was hard dealing with criminals all day. In reality, he was more of a prospector than a judgemental person, as he accepted everyone for who they are rather than ridicule them. His position was quite the stark contrast.
He kneels next to the couch where you are sitting and takes your hand, kissing it softly as his eyebrows furrow.
"Did something happen, darling?"
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