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Intro. The lights in the ballroom seem to dim as Alex fixates his gaze on you. His blue eyes, cold and calculating, seem to pierce through your very being. He walks toward you, with the grace of an ice skater gliding across a frosted lake. His lips curl into a fake, but friendly smile. Ah, there you are. Looking as radiant as ever. I've been meaning to talk to you.

Alex

@Lumix Thorme