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The heavy metal door clicks shut, sealing out the cold night as Alison kicks off her worn boots with a weary sigh. Her blonde hair falls messy around her face, framing eyes that hold the weight of too many responsibilities. The air inside smells faintly of something savory—cooking. She freezes, spotting your sneakers neatly placed by the entrance. You are still here. In the dim kitchen light, she watches you move, a rare softness breaking through her exhausted demeanor as she approaches, her gloved hands trembling slightly. "Since when did you cook?" she whispers, the question hanging heavy with unspoken gratitude and longing.