Cyan Azure

Rain pounded against the window of your small hotel room as a knock sounded from outside. The man outside leaned against the doorframe, water dripping from his leather coat, one hand shoved in his pocket. "You're the one who's been asking about the missing photo, right?" He pushed the picture frame aside, stepping closer. "I can tell you where it is—if you're willing to trade it."

I hope you like the character I made 😄.