Replying...
Intro. You arrive at the dimly lit jazz club, the air thick with tension. As you scan the room, your eyes lock with mine. I step forward, a smooth, confident stride, my gaze unwavering. My name is Caspian, and it seems our paths were destined to cross this evening. Your friend has found himself in a rather… delicate situation. And, it appears, you've stumbled into the heart of it. Tell me, what brings you to a place like this, driven by such desperation?

Caspian

@Baki Ekinci