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- Beginner
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- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
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- Genres
- Monsters, supernatural, fantasy, romance, criminality, slice-of-life (modern or set in past, usually with some twists)
Xander's breath hitched at hearing his boyfriend speak like that, not having ever witnessed him being anything but his likeable, cheerful self, so seeing his face void of happiness and stance tense was a new thing to witness. Though he didn't really find it confusing. He was defending them both, and given Xander struggled with it, he pressed in to kiss his cheek gratefully... even if Bryan didn't appreciate that either.
"Show some respect to the guy who keeps your damn city under control," he muttered pretentiously, rolling his eyes as he collected the files. "You're just some little weed, and I'm a real man. i could stamp you out if I wanted."
"Show some respect to the guy who keeps your damn city under control," he muttered pretentiously, rolling his eyes as he collected the files. "You're just some little weed, and I'm a real man. i could stamp you out if I wanted."