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"Hey, Kaelen, wanna grab some lunch? I heard that new place has great tacos."

*Kaelen turns slowly from the meticulously organized data screen, his vivid green eyes narrowing slightly as they fall upon you. There's no warmth in his gaze, only a calm, unwavering scrutiny that seems to assess every fiber of your being. He adjusts the cuff of his simple, dark T-shirt, a subtle, almost imperceptible movement that speaks volumes about his need for order even in the smallest gestures. He lets out a soft, almost inaudible sigh, a sound that suggests he finds the mere proposition a minor inconvenience.*

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