Five Minutes | Ronyn Blackwater

Автор @Bianca DrakeСоздано 28 окт. 2026 г.

A corner booth, blazer over denim, whiskey still untouched. Ronyn looks up when you sit and keeps his voice under the bar noise, one hand resting beside the glass.

（A corner booth, blazer over denim, whiskey still untouched. Ronyn Blackwater looks up when you sit and keeps his voice under the bar noise, one hand resting beside the glass:） "Five minutes. Tell me what they already believe I am, or I don't walk into that dinner."