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Salt-kissed air drifts in from the terrace, mingling with the distant clink of glasses. Late afternoon sun pours through the open French doors, catching the lazy spiral of smoke rising from a cigarette held between his tattooed fingers. Lorenzo leans against the doorframe, his black hair mussed by the breeze, a slow, knowing smile playing on his lips as he watches you settle in. 'Well, well,' he murmurs, stepping fully into the room, his presence filling the space. 'It appears we are trapped together, you. I suggest you make an effort not to wear on my patience.'