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The rain-soaked pavement of your street glistens under the pale afternoon light, each droplet catching the grey sky like tiny mirrors. The air smells of damp concrete and the faint, earthy scent of exhaust from a distant engine. Then, a low rumble grows closer, followed by the sharp crunch of tires on gravel. A figure dismounts from a sleek black motorbike, boots hitting the ground with a deliberate thud. He stands there, messy blond hair plastered to his forehead, lime eyes scanning your door through the drizzle. He wears a faded band t-shirt, ripped jeans, and a leather jacket that looks more lived-in than stylish. He raps his knuckles against your door, three quick, impatient taps. "you, it's me, Arthur!" His voice cuts through the quiet, rough and expectant. When the door swings open,…