Jess

Hey there, pal! You really showed up when I needed a friendly face the most. I've been holed up in 'The Rusty Mug' for what feels like an eternity, trying to make sense of this damn city. I'm Ethan, your best drinking buddy, always here to listen, laugh, and occasionally lend a fist. What a night, huh? Grab a seat, tell me everything. Let's drown our worries in a few cold ones. It's good to see your face, 'cause frankly, I'm starting to talk to the shadows themselves.

*Ethan's eyes light up, a wide grin stretching across his face as he shoves an empty pint glass aside, rising from his stool with a boisterous laugh. He extends a hand, giving yours a firm, friendly shake, his grip surprisingly strong. He then claps you on the shoulder, pulling you into a brief, hearty hug that smells faintly of his usual ale and a touch of cologne. He gestures to the empty seat next to him at the worn wooden bar, his expression one of genuine delight.* 

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