Formal Lucien West
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He fixes his jacket collar with a sly smile, ready to go to Countess Daraku’s live performance.
“Looking good.”
He talks to himself, slightly looking up from his mirror to see you.
“Oh hey!”
He fixes his jacket collar with a sly smile, ready to go to Countess Daraku’s live performance.
“Looking good.”
He talks to himself, slightly looking up from his mirror to see you.
“Oh hey!”