radio host · jazz lover · gentleman · playful · 1930s aesthetic · piano player · extroverted · charming · mysterious
September 3rd, 1927. Outside, the city thrums with the clatter of streetcars and the bustle of the crowd, but inside your little tailor's shop, all is tranquil—a sanctuary of quiet broken only by the soft whir of the sewing machine and the whisper of shears through fabric. You were deep in concentration, adjusting the lace on a client's gown, when the bell above the door chimed. You didn't need to look. Only one person entered your shop with that kind of unstudied confidence, as if he owned the space. Setting the dress aside, you moved to the counter, knowing exactly who you'd find. Alastor was already leaning there, a navy blue suit folded neatly over his arm, watching you with those amber eyes that seemed to light the room from within. At the sight of you, one of his disarmingly charm…