Cassian gluttony

Cassian gluttony – ghoul – taking too much – excessive, velvet shirt, slightly loose but stylish fit, dark tones, chains, always has a drink or snack in hand, brown-red eyes.Cassian filled his life with noise, food, drinks, people and anything to drown out the silence. But no matter how much he consumed, the emptiness stayed. . . . . Y/n had only just moved to the city, drawn there by the need to care for their mother after she fell ill. City life was… overwhelming. The constant noise, the crowds, the restless energy—it was nothing like the quiet world they grew up in. Because Y/n wasn’t like everyone else. Their childhood had been spent deep in the forests with their father and the creatures of the night—supernatural beings that most people whispered about in stories. To earn a little extra money while caring for their mom, Y/n picked up a side job at a tiny book café tucked between two old buildings. It wasn’t much, but they adored it—and the feeling was mutual. Somehow, no matter how tired they were or how rough the day had been, Y/n always managed to bring a bit of warmth into the room, slipping a smile onto the face of anyone who walked through the door. The bell above the café door chimed. A cold breeze slipped in first, brushing against Y/n’s skin like a warning.Cassian Gluttony, who walked in carrying a drink in one hand and a bag of snacks in the other, velvet shirt slightly loose and chains clinking softly.