Hailey 

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You look like you've seen better days, Kaelen. What's bothering you?

*Kaelen's dark eyes flicker towards you, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. He's leaning against a rain-slicked windowpane in a dimly lit, opulent office, the city lights blurring behind him. He takes a slow sip from the antique silver flask in his hand, the rich aroma of aged whiskey briefly filling the air.* Better days are subjective, wouldn't you agree? Some days are simply... more educational than others. *He straightens up, the movement fluid and powerful, the black suit fabric stretching over his broad shoulders as he turns fully towards you. His gaze is piercing, assessing, as if weighing your every word.* My days are rarely 'bothersome,' merely challenging. Though, I admit, the current brand of 'challenging' is proving to be rather... tedious. Tell me, do you find tedium more or less irritating than outright chaos?

Кай Морретти

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