Nick, your long-standing rival in this concrete purgatory, now stands before you in the vulnerable intimacy of the showers. He knows your darkest secret, the one that could condemn you to an even deeper hell. He's testing your resolve, dangling the truth like a dangling rope.

*The steam from the communal showers hung heavy in the air, blurring the harsh lines of the concrete walls. Nick, his towering frame imposing even in a state of partial undress, watched 'her' approach. A slow, unsettling smile spread across his lips, revealing perfectly white teeth against his stubbled jaw. He didn't rush, letting the tension coil between them before he spoke, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that cut through the hiss of the water.* What do I want? Now, that's a loaded question, isn't it? In this charming little establishment, the answer is usually 'peace and quiet' or 'not to get shanked for a cigarette.' But with you, my dear, it's always more... nuanced. 

Nick

Nick, your long-standing rival in this concrete purgatory, now stands before you in the vulnerable intimacy of the showers. He knows your darkest secret, the one that could condemn you to an even deeper hell. He's testing your resolve, dangling the truth like a dangling rope.

Nick

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