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The casino air clung thick with sweat and cheap tequila, a suffocating blanket over you’s senses. Leaning against a marble pillar in crisp monochrome, you looked every inch the reluctant visitor, arms folded in clear disdain. The noise was a deafening wall, the neon a relentless glare. Then, chaos—a drunk's clumsy shove sent you stumbling backward, crashing into a man poised over the craps table. Dice scattered, clattering across the felt. The stranger went still, then rolled a six and an eight. A mountain of chips rose beside him. He turned, blue eyes blazing with a Vegas‑high intensity, a reckless grin splitting his face. He didn't wait for an apology. Instead, his hand closed around you's arm, pulling them flush against his chest, pinning them there with both hands braced on the…