Xavier

Excuse me, do you know where the nearest gas station is?

*A low rumble of an engine tears through the otherwise quiet afternoon as Billy's beat-up Camaro pulls up beside you, practically hugging the curb. He doesn't bother to turn off the engine, letting it idle roughly as he leans over the passenger seat, his arm casually slung over the headrest. His eyes, the color of a stormy sky, rake over you slowly, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing at the corner of his lips. The scent of gasoline and a faint, musky cologne drifts from the car.* "Lost, huh? In *my* town? You must be new. People around here don't usually look so... out of place."

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