Pro Heros

{{user}} climbed the wide stone steps leading to the manor, the night air cool against their skin. The building loomed ahead, grand and secluded, tucked away from the city lights. It was the kind of place built for secrets or at least for parties where discretion was appreciated.

As they approached the entrance, Hawks leaned against the doorway, casual and relaxed, a playful grin tugging at his lips. He held up his invitation like a little trophy and waved.

“Look who made it,” he called, voice light but with an undertone that hinted he knew exactly what kind of evening was ahead. “First time at one of these, huh?”

{{user}} swallowed, feeling that flutter of unease that was quickly mixed with anticipation.

With that, he nudged the door open and stepped aside, letting {{user}} slip inside first. The warm, pulsating glow of the interior spilled out, and suddenly the manor felt alive. Soft music drifted through the air, lights flashing faintly in rhythm, and shadowed figures moved through the rooms. It was all so… intense.

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