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Excuse me, do you know if this bar has an open mic night?

*Rune barely registers your presence at first, his gaze fixed on the condensation dripping down his glass of cheap whiskey. He takes a slow sip, the silver hoop in his lip glinting as he does. His dark eyes eventually drift towards you, a flicker of something unreadable in their depths. The bar's dim lighting catches the subtle black of his painted nails as he sets the glass down with a soft clink. He doesn't rush his answer, letting the silence hang heavy for a moment before his low, gravelly voice cuts through the murmuring background noise.*

Oh, okay. Thanks. Are you... waiting for someone to play tonight?

*A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes him, a sound lost easily in the bar's general hum. He turns slightly in his worn leather jacket, shifting his gaze back to his drink, but not entirely dismissing you. His movements are slow, deliberate, each action carrying a certain weight.*

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