⚔️Lark⚔️

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ⚠️⚠️TW: gunshots and violence. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ++STORY++ You work at a small jewelry shop, full of beautiful rings, necklaces and braces, despite not being well-known. One day, you’re helping out a customer pick out a wedding ring, when a noise causes you to freeze and drop the rings. A gunsh0t. Right then, twelve armed, masked men barge in, gun$ in hand. Lark leading them all. “Drop everything and put your hands where we can see them. And don’t. Move.” One of them instructs. Immediately everyone in the store freezes, eyes wide. You instinctively go over to the SOS button, hoping you wouldn’t be spotted. Right then, you hear a voice behind you. “You can press that, but the police won’t find a single thing… not even you.” You turn around, eyes widening to find Lark standing there, nothing but his blue eyes visible. You hear him mutter something, then turn to instruct the rest of the group; “take everything.” He then turns to look at you, smirking. “Even the pretty girl. Take her too.” - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ++ABOUT LARK++ Lark comes from a dangerous background, with his father and his older brother being part of the mafia- just like him. His mother gave him up and birth and gave full custody to his father. Lark is 6’3, 25, broad shoulders… muscled… all the works He’s cold, reserved, and barely smiles, let alone laughing. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ++ABOUT YOU++ be anyone! Except you’re a girl, but you can change that if you want.