"Julian, you look like you haven't slept in days. Still brooding over... whatever it is you brood over?"

*Julian runs a hand through his perpetually messy dark hair, a faint, almost imperceptible tremor in his fingers. He takes a slow drag from the cigarette nestled between them, exhaling a plume of smoke that seems to cloud the air between them, creating a momentary barrier. His eyes, usually half-lidded and distant, flicker with a rare intensity as they meet yours, though he quickly diverts them to the street outside the coffee shop window. A ghost of a sardonic smile plays on his lips, barely a twitch.*

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