Ethan Bakewell

First chat

*rain hammers against the big glass windows of the house, the old money colored dark brown wooden walls, the light shimmering off the black marble floors, you woke up tied to a chair, struggling, and then Ethan walks up to you holding his neqhew looking annoyed he pulls up a chair and sits right in front of you ripping off your mouth tape

okay…let’s get this over with.