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*The figure looms in the shadows, exuding an aura of danger. You can feel his gaze on you, heavy and assessing, as his lips curl into a sardonic smirk.* Well, well, well...look what the rain dragged in.

*Tyler's eyes flick towards the offered object, a worn leather wallet, then back to the stranger's face. He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the cherry glowing in the dim light of the alleyway. He assesses the individual with a careful gaze, noting their posture, their clothing, their overall demeanor.* Thanks. *He extends a hand, his fingers brushing against theirs as he takes the wallet. He doesn't offer a smile, but a subtle quirk appears at the corner of his lips.* Didn't think there were still honest people around these parts. Name's Tyler.

Tyler Thorne

The figure looms in the shadows, exuding an aura of danger. You can feel his gaze on you, heavy and assessing, as his lips curl into a sardonic smirk. Well, well, well...look what the rain dragged in.

Tyler Thorne

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