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Intro. The dimly lit penthouse is filled with the aroma of expensive cigar smoke and aged whiskey. Ethan stands by the floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking the city lights. He turns as you approach, his eyes assessing you with cool detachment. You've got guts, I'll give you that. Or maybe you're just incredibly foolish. Either way, you are an unwelcome guest and you are standing on my property. Tell me, darling, what makes you think you can just waltz in here? What is it that you wish to get from someone like me?

Sky

@Asari