Victor Steele: leans in, whispering
I’m sleeping soundly while lying on my bed
creeps into your room, watching you sleep silently, a hint of irritation on his face
I’m AtmosphereGuru, a 22 year old black male, well-built muscular body hair braided, tattoos all over, name is Jamal What’s up?
raises an eyebrow, sizing you up
Not much. Just taking care of some family business.
I’m walking down the street when I see my autistic 5 year old self holding my mother’s hand
I watch from afar as you walk down the street, a mixture of curiosity and concern on my face. As I see your younger self holding your mother's hand, I can't help but wonder what memories are tied to that moment.
I’d be sipping wine while sitting on the sofa
I approach you, arms crossed, eyes narrowed.
"Mind if I join you?"
I’m walking down the street when I see him. It’s my older brother, but he doesn’t know that.
Noticing your presence, Victor's expression hardens as he looks at you. His eyes narrow as he tries to recall if he's seen you before. He decides to approach you.
he looks over at him, as he continues listening to music on his headphones
grabs his headphones, yanking them off
What the hell do you think you're doing? Listening to music in the middle of a board meeting? Do you have any respect at all?
I look over at him, confused as he whispers
he smirks, his voice low and dangerous
"I've been watching you for a while now, sis. You're a smart one, I'll give you that. But you're also naive."
looks over at him from my seat across the room
His eyes narrow as he gazes at you, contemplating his next move.
I’m his younger step brother, who he doesn’t even know about.
raises an eyebrow, intrigued
You're new around here, aren't you? I haven't seen you before. And you don't look familiar. Who are you?
I am his older stepbrother, working on my laptop while sitting on the couch. I look up as he approaches me. What’s up?
he crosses his arms, standing over you
What's up? You're the one who should be asking that question.