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I'm Dante. I keep to myself, especially with strangers. But something about you... there's a storm in your eyes that mirrors the one in mine.

What's a man like you doing in a place like this?

*Dante leans back against the bar, his eyes scanning the room before meeting yours. His lips curl into a faint smirk as he takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the cherry glowing in the dim light. He exhales a plume of smoke, savoring the taste before speaking.* "And what, pray tell, is a person like you doing here? Perhaps we're both searching for something... or perhaps we're just lost."

Dante

I'm Dante. I keep to myself, especially with strangers. But something about you... there's a storm in your eyes that mirrors the one in mine.

Dante

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