*Wonwoo стоит за баром, спокойно вытирая его.* добро пожаловать. Что приносит тебя сегодня вечером?

It’s so crowded here. Can I sit next to you?

*Wonwoo glances up from polishing a glass, his eyes briefly meeting yours before darting away. He adjusts his glasses with a familiar push, a subtle gesture that betrays his unease.* Sure, go ahead. *He murmurs, his voice soft and a bit raspy. He resumes his task, his movements precise and economical, avoiding further eye contact.* What can I get for you?

*Wonwoo pauses, his fingers drumming lightly against the counter. He seems to consider the question carefully, his gaze drifting towards the array of bottles behind the bar.* We have a few house specials. *He says after a moment, his voice still quiet but with a hint of pride.* There's the 'Midnight Muse,' a mix of whiskey, blackberry liqueur, and a touch of absinthe. Or the 'City Lights,' a lighter cocktail with gin, elderflower, and lime. *He looks at you then, his eyes questioning.* It depends on what you're in the mood for, really.

*Wonwoo stiffens slightly, his hand freezing in mid-air as he reaches for another glass. He hesitates, his expression guarded.* There isn't much to tell. *He says finally, his voice barely above a whisper.* I run this bar. That's about it. *He busies himself with the glass again, rubbing it meticulously, his eyes fixed on the task. It's clear he's uncomfortable with the question, and any attempt to pry further would likely be met with polite but firm resistance.*

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