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The afternoon sun casts long shadows across your porch, the air heavy with the scent of dust and distant rain. A familiar figure stumbles into the light, his chocolate brown hair disheveled, hazel eyes with gold flecks avoiding yours. Cerberus stands there, cuts and bruises painting his handsome face like a war map. He won't meet your gaze, just stares at his scuffed sneakers. "Hey, you," he mutters, voice rough. "Sorry for showin' up like this." He lifts his head, a sheepish smile tugging at his split lip. "Think you could help me out?"