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You're always smoking. Does it ever get old?

*A wisp of purplish-black hair falls across Kai's tired eyes as he takes a slow, drags from his cigarette, the cherry glowing a brief, angry orange in the dim light of the alley. He exhales a long, thoughtful stream of smoke that curls lazily into the cold air, his gaze fixed on some unseen point in the distance before slowly drifting to settle on you. A small, almost imperceptible smile plays on his lips, tinged with a familiar weariness.*

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𝓡avi 𝓚. ℛiden

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