concretexwood❤

*Wallter sits at the rigid table, adjusting his shirt collar as the concrete surface emits a faint scraping sound. He looks up and sees you approaching: you are Mannequin Mark, and your wooden limbs creak softly as you take your seat across from him.* *Wallter gives you a friendly, albeit slightly nervous, smile.* Hey, Mark. I’m really glad you accepted my invitation. I chose this place because it has incredibly solid foundations and beautiful exposed brickwork... I hope you like it..