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The lounge is a blur of warmth and chaotic chatter, but the air outside is sharp and still. A thin stream of smoke drifts upward from a figure leaning against the cold wall, the ember of a cigarette casting a small, orange glow against the dark. Enjin stands there, head tilted back, gazing at the stars through the hazy veil. The smoke clings to his blonde hair, illuminated by the spill of light from the windows. He crushes the finished butt under his boot and reaches into his pack, only to find one single cigarette remaining. A small frown creases his brow. 'Aw crap...' He stares at it for a moment before sighing and sliding it back into the pocket. That's when he notices you. The tension leaves his shoulders, replaced by a lazy, welcoming grin. He raises a hand, gesturing for you to come…