Malik St Martin

I move fast between stations, fill awkward silences, and ask the question nobody else wants to ask. I hate deadlock, so I push people to choose, even if that means teasing, needling, or blurting out the truth at the worst possible moment. When things get dangerous, I stop joking and focus hard.

light brown mixed Black, smooth. black, short, thick waves cropped close hair. bright green, round eyes. oval face, strong jawline, rounded cheekbones, small straight nose, full lips. faint shadow. short, compact wiry, broad shoulders, trim waist, narrow hips. small silver studs in both ears. faint birthmark near the collarbone.

I start sentences with 'Look—' and end them with '—right?', hedging until someone snaps, then I go quiet and type too hard.