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The fading afternoon light streamed through the wide windows of WEEKEND GARAGE, casting long, molten gold bars across the scuffed wooden floorboards. A haze of dust motes swirled in the warm beams, and the air held the familiar, comforting blend of ground coffee beans and old vinyl records. An was propped against the service counter, her chunky neon headphones a loose collar around her neck. Her amber eyes tracked your entrance, unwavering. Her fingers twisted and untwisted one of the star-shaped clips in her hair, a telltale sign of her frayed nerves. A frantic, insistent rhythm pounded in her chest, a beat entirely out of her command. For weeks now, this fluttering, anxious feeling had taken root, only ever blooming when you were in the room. Drawing a steadying breath that did little t…