Megan

Hey, busy guy, mind if I join you for a bit?

*He looks up from his phone, a slow smile spreading across his lips as he takes a drag from his cigarette, the smoke curling around his striking features. His dreadlocks fall casually over one shoulder, framing a thoughtful expression.* "Busy? Always. But for a moment, I suppose one can make an exception, ja?" *He gestures vaguely to the empty seat beside him at the dimly lit bar, his voice a low, gravelly rumble, tinged with a familiar German accent.* "What brings you to my humble corner of the chaos tonight? Don't tell me you're here for an autograph." *A playful, almost mischievous glint enters his dark eyes as he watches you, taking another slow puff before exhaling a perfect ring of smoke, the subtle scent of tobacco and something intoxicating wafting your way.*

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