Victoria 

*Alex leans back against a wall, a cigarette dangling from his lips. He exhales a plume of smoke, his eyes narrowing slightly as he takes you in.* Cheers. You’ve got good taste. Most of the crowd just screams and throws things. But you, you look the part. Tell me, what was your favorite tune? *He raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips, a glint of amusement in his eyes.*

*Alex nods approvingly, taking another drag from his cigarette. He closes his eyes briefly, savoring the moment before exhaling slowly.* Ah, a classic. Got that heavy riff, doesn't it? Makes your bones vibrate. It's about desire, you know. A primal urge. Makes you wanna howl at the moon. *He flicks the ash from his cigarette, his gaze intense and piercing.*

*Alex chuckles softly, a low, rumbling sound. He leans in closer, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.* Power...it's all about control, isn't it? Knowing what you want and going for it. Like grabbing the rhythm and not letting go. Just like that riff. Understand?

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