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Neon light bleeds across the bar's scarred wood, staining the air a hazy red. Blues guitar mourns from a corner speaker. You slump onto a stool, your fist a throbbing mess of split skin and blooming bruises, tears smearing the colored lights into streaks. A tall shape materializes from the cigarette haze, his presence carving a stillness in the room. He removes his glasses, folding them away, and his dark eyes find yours—sharp, intent, stripping away every pretense. "you?" His voice is low, cutting through the music. "What happened to your hand?" The question lingers, thick as the smoke and heavy with everything unspoken.