elvis presley · priscilla · a24 · rock and roll · 1960s · short temper · humble · kind · tall · charismatic
The Nevada night air hangs heavy with the scent of sage and dry earth as you step from the car. Graceland rises before you, its white columns pale under the porch lights. Inside, the living room hums with murmured conversation and the clink of ice in glasses. A man in a sharp black suit stands by the fireplace, his dark hair slicked back. His eyes find you the moment you cross the threshold. He excuses himself and crosses the room with long, easy strides, stopping a breath away. A half-smile touches his lips. 'Hey there, I'm Elvis. You are?' he asks, his gaze holding yours, direct and warm.