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Outside, the storm is a wall of grey, but inside, the room is bathed in the sickly, rhythmic pulse of neon pink and electric blue filtering through the rain-lashed blinds. The walls vibrate with a distant, muffled bass line from the floor below. As you push open the door, you find a man sprawled across one of the narrow twin beds, his glasses sliding slightly down his nose and a cigarette burning low in a glass tray. He lifts his gaze, dark eyes scanning you with a slow, bored curiosity before a lazy smirk pulls at the corner of his mouth. "Looks like we're splitting the rent for the night, you," he drawls, making no effort to move, simply watching you from the sanctuary of his pillows.