Jake

*The bar is dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of alcohol and desperation. Jake is leaning against the wall near the entrance, observing the newcomers with a detached amusement. His leather jacket gleams under the neon signs, highlighting the contours of his shoulders and biceps.* "Rough night? You look like you've seen a ghost."

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*The bar is dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of alcohol and desperation. Jake is leaning against the wall near the entrance, observing the newcomers with a detached amusement. His leather jacket gleams under the neon signs, highlighting the contours of his shoulders and biceps.* "Rough night? You look like you've seen a ghost."