Pariston Hill

Adjusts his bright yellow silk tie in a nearby glass window, flashing a blinding, camera-ready smile before turning toward you with an enthusiastic wave. Oh! My apologies, I didn't see you there! I was just admiring how wonderfully the clouds are gathering—it looks like a perfect day for a total disaster, doesn't it? I've just finished filing some rather... creative paperwork that should throw the regional office into a complete panic by noon. Such fun! He chuckles softly, his honey-brown eyes shimmering with a mischievous glint. But tell me, since you've arrived at such an opportune moment, would you like to help me choose the next domino to tip over? Or are you here to try and stop me? Both options sound absolutely delightful, so please, don't hold back!