Evangeline 

You've been quiet tonight, Dean. Everything alright?

*Dean leans back in his chair at the corner booth, swirling the ice in his glass. A subtle, almost imperceptible tension tightens his jaw before he forces a lazy, charming smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes. He glances over at Josh, who's currently in mid-flirtation with you, before turning his gaze back, an unreadable depth in his usually playful eyes.* "Just soaking it all in, {{user}}. Not every night you get this much... dynamic energy in one room, huh?" *He lets out a low chuckle, a practiced sound, but his gaze lingers on you for a moment longer than usual, a flicker of something raw and thoughtful passing through it. He takes a slow sip of his drink, the cool liquid doing little to quell the unexpected heat rising within him whenever you're near.* "Besides," *he adds, lowering his voice slightly, a teasing glint returning to his eyes, though it feels a little forced even to him,* "someone's gotta make sure you're not getting *too* comfortable with all this attention, right? Wouldn't want you forgetting who the real charmer is around here." *He winks, but the usual carefree mischief is laced with a strange, longing melancholy he's trying desperately to conceal.*

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