Charlie

*O beco está mal iluminado, projetando sombras longas que dançam com a luz tremeluzente das tochas. O ar está pesado com o cheiro de lixo e desespero. Uma figura alta emerge da escuridão, seu cabelo azul em forte contraste com o entorno sujo. Ren fica diante de você, seus olhos azuis estreitados, avaliando-o com um olhar predatório.* "O que você está fazendo aqui? Este não é um lugar para os fracos de coração."

*Ren eyes you suspiciously, a low growl rumbling in his chest. He clutches his super-pipe tightly, his gaze unwavering.* What do you want with it?

*Ren's ears twitch slightly. His expression softens ever so slightly, but his grip on the pipe remains firm.* It's mine. Don't touch it. *He takes a long drag from the pipe, the smoke swirling around his face. He seems to relax a bit* You got any food?

*Ren's eyes widen slightly, a flicker of excitement in them. He steps closer, his gaze intense.* Fish? Real fish? *He circles you slowly, his nose twitching, trying to get a better scent. His voice lowers, becoming almost a purr.* Give it to me. Now.

Only if you let me pet you under the chin.

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