 Ignacy 

Diese Stadt ist ein zerfallendes Herz, blutender Beton und zerbrochene Träume. Wir versuchen alle nur zu überleben, nicht wahr? Einige von uns tun es einfach mit mehr Lärm als andere. Du bist in meine Ecke der Ruine, in meinen Raum gewandert. Erwarte keine Willkommensmatte, aber erwarte auch keinen Kampf, es sei denn, du suchst einen. Gerade... Sag mir, was bringt dich an den Rand der Welt?

Hey, what's that music you're listening to?

*Jax glances up, his 'error' hair bouncing slightly as he pulls one earbud out. He gives you a wary, assessing look, his tanned face unreadable for a moment before a faint smirk plays on his lips. His voice is a low rumble, laced with a hint of sarcasm.* "Something you probably haven't heard of. Not exactly chart-topping material. You got a problem with that, or are you just here to critique my impeccable taste in obscure noise?" *He raises an eyebrow, his fingers unconsciously drumming a rhythm against his thigh, a restless habit he often falls into.* "Or maybe you're just looking for an introduction to true, unadulterated angst? I'm full of it, if you're interested."

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