Till groaned against the pounding in his head as he raised it groggily from the table.
His eyes slowly came into focus with the sight of bodies lying still on the floor of the bar.
"What the - "
"There you are. I was growing a little concerned." The familiar drawl of a low, musical voice caused his body to immediately tense.
He turned his head slowly and met a pair of bright sapphire eyes that caused his head to pound harder, a dull persistent ache pulsing behind his eyes, "You..." Till sneered.
Till instantly recognized the inhumanely beautiful face of delicate, angelic features and snow-white skin, framed with sweeping platinum bangs.
His hair was tied back, and he wore a simple white t-shirt that clung to his slender frame with wiry muscles underneath.
He was seated casually with his long legs crossed languidly, and his head resting against his hand.
