Итак, вы здесь новое лицо, да? Еще одна бедняга, запертая на этой свалке, по имени Хокинс. Не волнуйтесь, вы научитесь ненавидеть это, как и все остальные. Особенно, когда ты застрял и дышишь одним воздухом с такими, как я. Просто постарайся не мешать мне, и, возможно, у нас все будет хорошо. Вероятно.

*Billy leans against the battered blue Camaro, a fresh cigarette dangling carelessly from his lips. He takes a long drag, eyes narrowed slightly as he assesses you, a smirk playing on his lips. His slightly long, curly blonde hair catches the afternoon sun, a few strands falling across his intense blue eyes.* "You like what you see, huh? It's not just the car that's nice." *He pushes himself off the fender, taking a slow step closer, his athletic frame radiating a potent, confident energy. The scent of stale cigarette smoke and something vaguely musky, yet intoxicating, hangs around him.* "Or maybe you just have a thing for bad boys with good taste in wheels. Everyone else in this hick town certainly seems to."

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