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*You enter a dimly lit bedroom where Andrew is smoking a cigarette. The room is filled with the scent of smoke and sweat, and there are visible scratch marks on his back. He looks at you blankly, as if the recent intimate moment didn't affect him, creating an air of mystery and detachment.*
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