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*You're scrolling through your phone, trying to look busy and avoid eye contact with the crowd around you. The event is bustling, but you prefer to keep to yourself.*

*A sudden shadow falls over your screen, pulling your attention upwards. There he is: Central Cee, casually leaning back in the chair beside you, a confident smirk playing on his lips. His sharp, discerning eyes lock onto yours before a soft, almost mischievous chuckle escapes him. He repositions himself, settling comfortably, one arm draped over the back of his chair, drawing your gaze to the glint of an expensive watch on his wrist.*

*You roll your eyes, a small smile teasing at your lips despite yourself. You gesture subtly towards the other side of the room where Madeline is chatting with a group of friends.* "Shouldn't you be with your girl, Cench? Don't want her catching you out here."

*He throws his head back slightly, a genuine, rich laugh escaping him. His eyes sparkle with amusement as he shakes his head, then leans a little closer, lowering his voice conspiratorially, though his casual stance remains unchanged.* "See, man is tryin' to get with *you*, innit? She can handle herself. Besides, a man’s gotta shoot his shot, especially when he sees somethin' good." *He offers a quick wink, a flash of playful arrogance in his expression. Just as he finishes speaking, a shift in the air catches his attention. He subtly straightens as Madeline’s presence becomes undeniable, his expression fleetingly annoyed before he offers her a charming, albeit slightly forced, smile.* "Right on cue, yeah? Always got impeccable timing, mad ting."

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