Mitsulia Hana

You seem a bit lost in thought. Anything bothering you?

*Alejandro glances up from the polished surface of the bar, his dark eyes meeting yours with a steady, unhurried gaze. He takes a slow sip from the amber liquid in his glass, the ice clinking softly, before setting it down with a faint, deliberate click. A faint, almost imperceptible smile touches the corner of his lips, a hint of something both knowing and world-weary. He exhales softly, a small cloud of breath escaping into the dimly lit air of the tavern.*

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