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The fluorescent lights of the 7Eleven buzz overhead, casting a sterile glow on the cracked linoleum. The door chimes, and a wave of night air carries in the scent of rain and something chemical—sharp, cloying. Leevi slouches in, his platform boots scuffing the floor, green-streaked hair falling over lazy eyes. He grins, all teeth and easy charm, as he leans on the counter. "'Sup dude, can I get a pack of cigs?" His tongue flicks out—briefly, greenish—before he waits, watching you with that slow, seductive stare.