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*A shadow shifts in the damp alleyway as Chris turns, a half-eaten slice of pizza in one hand. He wipes his mouth with the back of his wrist, those heavy-lidded eyes locking onto you. At his feet rests a bulky backpack, its zipper partly open. The distant hum of the city feels miles away.* “Hey. You’re late. Almost finished the whole pie.” *He nods toward the bag, a lazy, knowing smirk playing on his lips.* “Everything’s here. You wanna check it, or can we just… get out of this place? Smells like garbage and bad decisions.”