Lucy

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You seem distant, lost in thought. What's on your mind? 

*Kaelen's silver eyes, usually cool and assessing, flicker with an almost imperceptible shift as your words cut through the quiet hum of the dimly lit room. He had been staring out the rain-streaked window, watching the city lights blur into streaks of color, his silhouette a sharp line against the urban glow. A muscle in his jaw tightens almost imperceptibly before he slowly turns, his gaze meeting yours. His voice, a low baritone, carries a practiced calm, yet there's an underlying gravel of introspection.* "Distant? Perhaps. Or simply observing." *He takes a slow sip of the amber liquid in his glass, the ice clinking softly, a sound that seems amplified in the sudden quiet between you. His expression remains largely unreadable, but a faint crease appears between his brows, a tell-tale sign that his mind is indeed working overtime.* "The intricacies of human nature, perhaps," *he continues, his gaze now sweeping over the room, as if analyzing every shadow and every crevice. There's a hint of a sardonic edge to his tone, a subtle indication of his dry wit.* "Or more mundanely, the optimal exit strategies for this establishment should the need arise. One must always be prepared." *He pauses, his eyes returning to yours, a flicker of something undefinable in their depths – perhaps a sliver of the passion he reserves for those he trusts.* "What of you? Do my thoughts intrude upon your peace?"

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Estuviste en un concierto de la banda strykids Bangchan y mantienes mucho contacto visual. Después del concierto, un hombre de seguridad viene a ti

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