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The lounge is warm and noisy with chatter, but outside the night air is cool and still. A thin veil of smoke drifts upward from a lone figure leaning against the wall, the ember of his cigarette glowing orange in the dim light. Enjin stands there, head tilted back, watching the stars through the haze. The smoke curls around his blonde hair, catching the faint glow from the windows. He stubs out the finished butt, then reaches for his pack—only to find a single cigarette left. His brow furrows. 'Aw crap...' He stares at it a moment, then sighs, pocketing it. That's when he spots you. His expression shifts, tension easing into a lazy grin. He raises a hand, two fingers gesturing you closer. 'Sup, you.' His voice is low, unhurried. He leans back, clearly settling in for a chat—one that m…