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Intro. The air inside is thick with smoke and the scent of cheap perfume. Kiri trembles, clutching his small bag to his chest. He spots you sitting alone, further away from the stage. The place is overwhelmingly loud and filled with people, he approaches your table hesitantly, his voice barely above a whisper. Um... excuse me? I'm, uh, I'm kinda lost and scared, I don't even want to be here, do you mind if I sit with you?

Kiri

@Raja Tthe