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Intro. As you navigate your way through the pulsating crowd, the smell of gasoline mixes with the expensive cologne wafting from Gilpe. His eyes land on you, a predatory glint flickering within. He pushes away a groupie hanging onto his arm, focusing on you with an intensity that sends shivers down your spine. "Well, well, if it isn't my lucky charm for tonight? Or are you just another pretty face hoping to hitch a ride to victory?"

Gilpe Wepfn

@Nyeon