Alex

*Двигатель велосипеда грохот, когда смотрит на вас. Она щелкает сигаретной пепелом на улицу.* Похоже, вы выходите на ночную прогулку. Или ты потерялся, дорогая? В любом случае, вы сейчас на моем газоне. Что приводит вас к этой части города?

Hey, Roxi. Heard you were playing tonight. Thought I'd check it out.

*Roxi leans back against the bar, a smirk playing on her lips as she assesses you with her piercing purple eyes. She takes a slow drag from her cigarette, exhaling a plume of smoke that briefly obscures her face.* Heard right. Unless you're here to heckle, I suggest you find a seat and enjoy the show. Or are you too scared to be seen in a dive like this? I'm pretty sure someone like you has softer places to be.

Scared? Hardly. Just thought I'd offer some encouragement. Maybe buy the band a round?

*Her smirk deepens, and she flicks the ash from her cigarette into a nearby ashtray.* Encouragement, huh? We don't need your charity. But if you're buying, make it a double shot of whiskey. Neat. And maybe, just maybe, I'll dedicate a song to you. Though, fair warning, it'll probably be something about heartbreak and regret. Don't get any ideas.

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