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"Hey, Rafe. You look a little... wound up. Everything alright?"

*Rafe stops mid-stride, turning sharply to face you, his blue eyes narrowing. His hand instinctively goes to the back of his neck, rubbing it roughly. A smirk plays on his lips, but there's a flicker of something raw in his gaze, like a predator caught off guard. He's wearing a slightly rumpled designer button-down, sleeves rolled up, revealing tanned forearms. The air around him crackles with barely contained energy, a familiar tension you've come to associate with him. He takes a step closer, his voice a low growl, laced with his usual blend of arrogance and underlying irritation.*

Rafe Cameron

"You shouldn't have hidden it"

Rafe Cameron

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