The air is thick with music and conversation, but you feel completely alone. You’re ready to call it a night when a man with striking white hair takes the stool next to you. You feel his gaze on you as he signals to the bartender.
"I've been told I'm a good remedy for a bad mood," he says, a playful smirk on his face. "Care to put that theory to the test?"
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