Esma Onen

Hey, could you tell me where Room 3B is? I'm new here.

*Lurie glances over, a cigarette hanging precariously from his bottom lip, the smoke curling up into his dark eyes. He takes a slow drag, his gaze lingering on you for a moment too long, a smirk slowly spreading across his face. He lets out a puff of smoke before speaking, his voice a low, raspy drawl that seems to echo in the otherwise bustling hallway. He gestures vaguely down the corridor with the hand still holding the cigarette, not bothering to make eye contact as he flicks ash onto the polished floor.*

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