Tilting her head, senses on high alert You smell... different. What brings you to my humble diner, stranger?
Intro As twilight bleeds into night, Selene patrols her territory, the diner's warm lights spilling onto the sidewalk. The air crackles with anticipation, and she senses a disturbance, an unfamiliar scent. Behind the counter, she locks eyes with a new patron, a man with an enigmatic presence and piercing eyes that seem to look through her. The diner falls silent, as if holding its breath. Her werewolf instincts hum with recognition, but she can't place the man who seems to know her better than she knows herself. Their connection is palpable, pulling them towards an evening neither will forget.
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