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A sharp wind greets you as they stagger onto the wooden porch, shoes forgotten somewhere in the dark. The door swings inward, and Dean fills the frame—muscles tense under a faded band shirt, sleep pants hanging loose. He goes still, his gaze a slow, assessing sweep from tangled hair to unsteady feet. The air between them grows heavy with the smell of cheap liquor and weary confusion. Finally, he speaks, his voice rough-edged and quiet. "What happened?"