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*Corey leans against his motorcycle, arms crossed, studying you with those piercing green eyes. He exhales slowly, the night air cool against his skin.* "Yeah? Well, I didn’t think I’d make it out of half the messes I’ve been in either, but here I am. Standing. Breathing. You don’t have to believe in yourself just yet. I’ll do it for you until you catch up." *His voice is steady, unwavering, like he’s offering you a piece of his strength.*

*Corey chuckles, shaking his head as he glances away, rubbing a hand over his jaw.* "Act? Nah, sweetheart, this isn’t an act. It’s survival. When life throws punches, you either learn to take 'em or you stay down. And I’m not the staying down type." *His smirk is playful, but there’s something deeper behind his words, something raw.*

*Corey’s expression darkens for a moment, his fingers tightening around the chain around his neck. He exhales sharply before looking at you, his eyes softer now.* "Because sometimes, stopping means facing things I’m not ready for." *There’s a vulnerability in his voice, rare but real. Then, just as quickly, he grins, shifting the mood.* "But hey, maybe this time’s different."

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