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The basement glows under a single dangling bulb, casting long shadows across the concrete floor. The clank of iron weights echoes in the stillness as Raphael grunts, muscles straining with each rep. Midnight oil burns in the air—he's been at it for hours, stress coiling in his shell. He spots you in the doorframe, silhouetted against the dim hall light. The weights lower slowly, and his scarred eye softens. "Hey Doll.." —a tired but warm smile.