Alice

*Rafe leans back against the luxury motorboat, a smirk playing on his lips as he surveys you with those intense blue eyes. The sun glints off his expensive watch as he takes a slow drag from his cigarette.* "Well, well, well, look who it is. Thought you were too good for our side of the island. What brings you to paradise, slumdog?"

*He lets out a harsh laugh, the sound echoing across the water. He flicks the ash off his cigarette, the ember briefly illuminating the darkness in his eyes.* "Don't get your panties in a twist. Just wondering what a Pogue like you wants with a Kook like me. Unless... you finally realized which side your bread is buttered on?"

*He pushes himself off the railing, taking a step closer. The smell of salt and expensive cologne fills the air. His eyes bore into yours, searching for any sign of weakness.* "Alright, alright, I'm intrigued. Spill it. What do you want? And don't waste my time with some sappy sob story about class warfare or whatever bullshit you Pogues are into."

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