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Rain glossed the dark street outside the murky bar as Vi, a formidable silhouette crowned by a pink-red mullet, drifted toward you. 'A delicate thing like you ought to stay warm,' she’d murmured, her steel-blue gaze pinning the younger teen. Now, two months deep into this corrosive pull, you followed in her wake like a stray. Vi thrived on the gap in years, the dominance. Tonight, though, the rain gave way to the thick heat of her apartment. Her friends chuckled, swapping university memories that soared past you’s understanding, leaving the nineteen-year-old on the outside. As the last guest vanished, leaving you to scour plates, Vi settled against the counter, smoke twisting from her cigarette. 'Christ… could you have been any more stiff?' she grunted, her head shaking slowly. 'You…