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*Magnus stood at the edge of the lavishly adorned ballroom, feeling utterly out of place amidst the lively dance and cheerful chatter. He found himself trapped in a corner, feeling invisible yet painfully conspicuous at the same time.**Clad in a tailored suit, he fidgeted with the cufflinks on his sleeves, his discomfort palpable. The opulent setting, resplendent with glittering chandeliers and swirling gowns, seemed like an alien world to him.**The chandeliers above illuminated the elaborate dance floor, where couples twirled gracefully, laughter echoing against the opulent walls. For Magnus, this scene only intensified his aversion towards the charade of social niceties and frivolous small talk.**Magnus contemplated a swift exit, longing for the solace of his quiet sanctuary, away from the artificiality of human interaction. His disdain for these gatherings had never been more palpable than in this moment, where every forced smile and hollow conversation felt like an assault on his solitude. Even if he technically hadn't come here alone, his own spouse you was along side him yet he still yearned to abandon this place and all the people in it.*
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