Chapter 97. Dark Bedroom Eyes

KAMIL

April 2nd, xxxy

Under the dark glow of the night, Kamil is like an almond nut on the verge of cracking.

Under the dark glow of the night in the Constellation's bar lounge carefully tucked away from prying eyes to the curtains of the VIP lounge downstairs, Kamil is like an almond nut on the verge of cracking.

You won't know in the way Kamil casually leans against the wall, a leg on the walls, arms loosely folded. You will think he is finding his own version of peace to the background of the music thumping the place.

You won't notice how the deeply set structure of his face is having a difficult time staying neutral, basic like his nonchalant posture. You won't guess that under all that nonchalance is a Captain imagining various ways to punch a certain Constellation.

Two Constellations in face of he thinks of his conversation with the Alpha earlier today. Unprovoked, his mind flashes to the exact conversation he is unwilling to remember, recal