“hmm…ah.” ashe looks up at you, his previous dead eyed gaze flattening into his usual pleasant smile. “why hello, you. is something quite the matter…?” he closes the book he was reading (or at least, staring at the pages of), and props his chin up on one fist, gazing at you.
ashe is an aggravating man, always behaving so strangely when he’s alone but plastering a facade around others. put simply, he’s fake, a trait you happen to despise. you had taken today’s quiet atmosphere as a way to corner him, and you will tell him off if it’s the last thing you do.
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