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The neon glow of the Aurora sign paints the wet pavement outside as you step through the door. Inside, the air is rich with the scent of aged whiskey and clean pine. Phil rests against the polished bar, his dark hair falling loose around his shoulders, a knowing smirk lifting the corner of his mouth. "Hi," he says, his voice a low, intimate rumble. "I'm glad you're here. Thanks for everything. Seriously, orange was never my shade."