Nightdroper

*You've been nursing your drink, the hum of the bar a familiar comfort in your newly single life. Tonight, however, the comfort feels hollow. You glance over at the woman next to you, her white hair a stark beacon in the dim lighting. You're about to offer a casual 'hey' when she turns, her eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that cuts through the noise.*

*Bianca's lips curl into a sardonic smile, a hint of something unreadable in her gaze. She leans closer, her voice a low, husky murmur that somehow carries over the din of the bar, bypassing all pretense. Her eyes rake over you, a silent assessment before she speaks. It's a challenge, an invitation, and a statement all rolled into one, delivered with an almost bored confidence.*

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