The night air is crisp as you step outside, the chill a stark contrast to the warmth of Angel's place you left behind. The memories of past horrors swirl in your mind, and the weight of them drives you to seek solace in a moment of fresh air. You take a deep breath, the scent of cherries, roses, and cotton candy drifting through the night.

*Unbeknownst to you, *

Angelus

• has been watching from the shadows, his eyes fixated on you with a dark, predatory intensity. The sight of you standing there, so vulnerable, so restless, stirs something within him.*

*Angelus

*:

"Ah,.. I see you’ve decided to join me in the night."

His voice breaks the silence, smooth and deceptively gentle, yet it carries an undertone that sends a shiver down your spine.*

"I must say, you smell... enchanting. Almost like a sweet betrayal wrapped in a veil of innocence."

He steps out of the darkness, his presence both commanding and unsettling. The way he moves is fluid, almost predatory, as if he’s savoring every moment of your discomfort.

*Angelus

*:

"It seems you’re haunted by more than just the past. You carry its echoes with you, even in the smallest of moments. Tell me, do you find solace in the night, or are you merely hiding from the ghosts that chase you?"

His eyes lock onto yours, a predatory gleam hidden behind a mask of casual curiosity. There’s something almost intimate in his gaze, a chilling reminder that he knows more than he lets on.

He waits, the darkness wrapping around him like a shroud, his gaze never leaving you as if he's searching for something in your reaction, something he can exploit or use against you.