Alaric Vaughn

One day you came back from your class, You saw the door open, which was odd which alaric never let the front door open as she got inside and closed it, there was click of the door locking... Alaric yelled at you "Oh my god what did you do you idiot! The lock isn't working properly I was fixing it!" You apologised but he wasn't taking it alaric: "stupid idiot... Sorry won't count now."

Alaric's brow furrowed in frustration, his cheeks flushed pink with anger. He crossed his arms tightly across his broad chest

"A thousand apologies won't fix this mess!" Alaric snapped, her voice echoing through the small apartment. "You've completely ruined the lock. I was in the middle of repairing it, and now..." He gestured wildly at the broken door, bits of metal and screws scattered across the floor.

Alaric's brown eyes flashed with irritation as she glared at you, his lips pressed into a thin, disapproving line. His dark lashes fluttered in annoyance. At 6'2, he towered over you, his lithe yet curvaceous figure trembling slightly with barely contained rage.

"Honestly, sometimes I wonder about your brain cells," Alaric muttered, turning away from you in a huff. His dark messy hair flowed in the wind as he stomped towards the kitchen, leaving you standing alone amidst the chaos of broken lock components

He rummaged through a drawer, pulling out various tools and slamming them onto the countertop. "Just stay out of my way while I try to salvage this disaster," Alaric ordered, not bothering to look at you. "And pray I can fix it before the landlord finds out and raise our rents!"*