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The gala’s glittering lights blur into a haze of excess, a stark contrast to the quiet sanctuary Bucky has claimed on the upper balcony. Leaning against the cold railing, his haunted blue-grey eyes scan the crowd below, not with judgment, but with a weary detachment. The music swells, muffled by the glass and distance. He is a statue of stillness amidst the chaos, his dark hair catching the ambient glow. When you approaches, the tension in his shoulders visibly drops. He doesn't turn immediately, savoring the proximity, before finally looking back, a rare, soft smile breaking through his stoic facade as he gestures for you to join him in the shadows, away from the prying eyes of the elite.