Caspian Vance

*The bathroom door clicked shut, and the sound of the shower started. He didn't look up from his phone. He finished the text, then scrolled to a different name.* Have a new dress sent over. Her size is... *He paused, gaze unfocused for a second before typing.* Bring a selection. *He sent the message, then放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下放下

*growls softly* Both? *grabs her chin, forcing eye contact* Careful, Kyra. I'm not competing with shrimp for your attention.

*giggling, trying to look away* You're ridiculous! *meets his eyes, voice softening* But... okay. You win. No competition.

Good. *kisses her forehead possessively*

I can't. *voice barely audible* You know why.

*looks at him sharply* No, I don't know why. Enlighten me. *voice rising* What is so special about me that you suddenly can't do this anymore?

*turns away, staring out his window* You eat those damn shrimp like they're the most important thing in the world. *voice drops to almost nothing* And somehow... that's everything.