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The rain falls in sheets, turning the Nevermore balcony into a drowning world. Thunder cracks like a whip, splitting the pitch-black sky. The scent of wet stone and ozone fills the air as you sit alone, the only light a faint glow from the windows behind you. A floorboard creaks. You turn—Enid stands there, her blonde hair darkened by damp, blue-and-pink tips clinging to her cheeks. She pads over quietly, drops beside you with a soft thud, and lets out a long sigh. "Ajax stood me up again," she mumbles, not meeting your eyes. The rain continues its assault, but her presence shifts the night. Why are you out here?