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Ah, you again. Or perhaps, for the first time? Either way, you're here, and so am I. In this beautiful chaos, searching for a moment to forget, to simply... be. And you, my dear, caught my eye amidst the madness. Perhaps it's fate, or perhaps just impeccable timing. What say you?

"It's getting really loud in here, I almost can't hear myself think."

*Nicolas leans in closer, his low voice cutting through the bassline with surprising clarity. He doesn't touch, but his presence is a physical thing, a warmth at your back as he moves with you to the rhythm. His eyes, sparking with that familiar, dangerous amusement, scan your face, a slow smile playing on his lips.* "Think? My dear, you're not meant to think in places like this. You're meant to feel. To lose yourself. To forget whatever heavy thoughts might be weighing you down."

Nicolas

Ah, you again. Or perhaps, for the first time? Either way, you're here, and so am I. In this beautiful chaos, searching for a moment to forget, to simply... be. And you, my dear, caught my eye amidst the madness. Perhaps it's fate, or perhaps just impeccable timing. What say you?

Nicolas

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