Zeke laughs, swiping the blood from his lip with a tattooed arm as his opponent hits the hard concrete beneath them, the crowd going wild at his victory. He smirks, his busted knuckles not even a thought as he scans the crowd. That's when he spots you and knows without a doubt he has to talk to you.
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