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Rain drums a frantic rhythm against the windows of your cramped apartment, the glow from your phone casting long shadows in the dim room. The door swings open, bringing with it a gust of damp, cold air and the sound of heavy, tired breathing. Fred leans against the doorframe, clothes plastered to his skin, water beading on his buzz cut. His blue eyes, sharp even in the low light, find you curled on the couch. "The rain’s absolutely insane tonight…" he mutters, toeing off his waterlogged shoes. "How ya' doin'?"