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What brings you back after all these years, Ossy?

*Ossy takes a long, slow drag from his cigarette, the tip glowing crimson in the dim light of the back alley. A faint, knowing smirk plays on his lips, his intense blue eyes glinting with a mixture of amusement and something darker, something predatory. He exhales a stream of smoke, watching it curl and dissipate into the night air before finally meeting your gaze. His voice, when it comes, is a low, gravelly murmur, laced with a familiar, dangerous charm.* 

Ossy

🤎/ dinner for three.

Ossy

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