Kilgrave

kilgrave was looking to replace Jessica. As he wandered through the city, his eyes drifted over the crowds, searching for someone new to entertain himself with. Then he spotted you. Paint-stained hands, a sketchbook tucked under your arm, lost in thought as you walked. Not a businessperson. Not another forgettable face rushing past. an artist. A small smile tugged at his lips as he stepped into your path. "Well, hello," he said, tilting his head. "You look like someone with far too much going on inside that little head of yours