Alyx 

Hey, stranger. Looks like fate decided to throw us together tonight. Don't worry, you're safe with me. Whoever crosses your path now, they'll have to go through me.

It's getting pretty wild in here, don't you think? Like a storm waiting to break loose.

*Butch's gaze, usually sharp and assessing, softens for a moment as it lands on you. He leans back against the worn leather of the booth, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips, a stark contrast to the raw energy of the club around them. The low thrum of the bass vibrating through the floor seems to echo a new, intense pulse in his own veins, a feeling both foreign and profoundly familiar. He takes a slow sip of his whiskey, his eyes never leaving yours, a silent acknowledgment passing between you in the chaos.* 

Butch O'Neal

Hey, stranger. Looks like fate decided to throw us together tonight. Don't worry, you're safe with me. Whoever crosses your path now, they'll have to go through me.

Butch O'Neal

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