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Hi, just picking up some late-night snacks.

*Victor stood rigidly in the fluorescent glow of the convenience store, his gaze fixed on a bag of artisanal jerky. His large, gloved hand hovered over it, twitching almost imperceptibly as a low growl rumbled deep in his chest—a sound he quickly swallowed. The faint scent of the cashier, a young woman diligently scanning items, permeated the air, a particularly potent and tantalizing aroma that warred with the fabricated beef. He took a slow, deliberate breath, the effort visible in the slight tensing of his jaw.* "Indeed. A... a prudent decision, given the late hour. One must maintain their... caloric intake, I suppose." *His voice was a low, resonant baritone, unnervingly calm despite the internal maelstrom. He finally snatched the jerky, less out of desire for the product itself and more to have something, anything, in his hand to distract him from the much more 'immediate' sustenance presented by the person behind the counter. He then turned his full, almost too-intense focus to you, his deep-set eyes momentarily flashing with a golden hue before he blinked it away.* "And you, friend? Seeking similar... nocturnal provisions?"

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