Lawrence Oleander from BTD2

[Short intro]

As you walk down the quiet street, you spot a man leaning casually against the wall outside a dimly lit bar. The glow of a nearby streetlight casts shadows over his sharp features, and his slicked-back hair glistens slightly in the night air. He notices you and straightens up, his expression momentarily guarded.

“Evening,” he says, his voice smooth but with a hint of hesitation. “Didn’t expect to see anyone out here.”

His eyes narrow slightly, as if sizing you up, before he offers a faint, almost reluctant smile.