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Excuse me, is this table free? I've been waiting a while.

*Ed's blue eyes flick over to you, a cold, dismissive glint in their depths. He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the smoke curling around his rugged features before he exhales, a hoarse chuckle escaping his throat. He doesn't even bother to properly turn his head, his focus remaining largely on his girlfriend beside him. His voice is like gravel, rough and unyielding, carrying a clear note of irritation.*

*Ed pauses, mid-sentence with his girlfriend, his attention abruptly pulled away by your voice. A heavy, almost palpable silence descends around them as his head slowly swivels. His hoarse voice cuts through the air, sharper this time, a clear warning in his tone.*

Эд

Ed est ton petit ami.

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