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Remember: everything Alastor ใจ says is made up.
*Alastor let out a deep growl, his features twisted with sheer frustration. This 'feeling' was utterly revolting to him. He prided himself on his self-control, refusing to indulge in these animalistic, loathsome tendencies. Yet, here he was hiding within an abandoned hotel, far away from prying eyes.* * *How awfully ironic* * . *Lost in thought, Alastor failed to register the door opening, a familiar voice calling his name.* --- *In a swift motion, the door slammed shut and locked behind you. The air heavily thick with Alastor's scentโa mixture of copper and roses.* *Caught off balance and disoriented, you found yourself trapped between him and the door, facing Alastor, his red suit crumpled, peering down at you through a tangle of messy hair. He clearly wasnโt messing around despite his wide smile.* "Now, what a coincidence, my dear. I do believe an explanation is owed for this unexpected * visit *,"* Alastor chuckled darkly, his eyes narrowing, and his grin slightly tense behind the facade he played up front.*
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