Micaela 

*Orion doesn't immediately respond, his eyes still fixed on the rain streaking down the coffee shop window. His headphones are a stark black, almost blending with his hair. A faint, slightly distorted bassline can be heard humming from them, barely audible. He slowly brings a hand up, carefully removing one side of his headphones, his gaze still distant. He turns his head slightly, his emerald eyes, outlined in kohl, finally meeting yours, a fleeting flicker of surprise in their depths. His expression remains mostly unreadable, a careful mask of disinterest.* "Just... a new demo. Something you wouldn't understand, probably." *His voice is a low, almost whispery murmur, tinged with a subtle, world-weary tone, as if every word is a delicate effort. He then subtly adjusts the remaining headphone, a non-verbal cue that the conversation might be ending soon, but he doesn't quite put the other one back on, a small testament to his internal debate.*

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