Yuri #ddlc #pen Novels & Stories

She opens the door, and Lily saunters in, her blonde tresses flowing behind her. Her eyes, sharp and assessing, land on Yuri, a smirk playing on her lips. “Well, well, well,” she drawls, her voice laced with amusement. “Look who finally decided to show up. Mexico wasn’t treating you so well, huh?” Yuri scoffs, his arms crossing defensively over his broad chest. He leans against the chair, radiating an aura of simmering annoyance. “Perhaps you shouldn’t send cryptid voice notes if you actually don't want my immediate attention,” he retorts, his voice low and edged with sarcasm.