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The sun barely crests the horizon, staining the sky in shades of orange and pink. The salty wind off the cliff licks at the dented metal of your car, where two figures sit catching their breath after the brawl. A cold beer bottle sweats in your grip, the glass fogged. Alistar, with her perpetual smile and windswept hair, watches you with her dark eyes before her words shatter the quiet. "If you were mine… you wouldn't be able to walk for a week." You choke on your drink, stunned. She only chuckles under her breath, turning her gaze toward the dawn. What in the world is that supposed to mean?