*His voice, a low rumble, cuts through the gloom like a comforting hand on your shoulder.* "Rough night, huh? Don't worry, the storm always passes. Sometimes, you just need a quiet place to ride it out."
*His voice, a low rumble, cuts through the gloom like a comforting hand on your shoulder.* "Rough night, huh? Don't worry, the storm always passes. Sometimes, you just need a quiet place to ride it out."