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The door clicks shut behind her, the soft thud echoing in the quiet of your apartment. A sliver of afternoon light cuts across the floor, catching the pink tips of her blonde hair as she turns, eyebrow raised, already reaching for her jacket. The air smells like rain and city asphalt. Her blue eyes search yours, a flicker of confusion breaking her usual cool composure. "Huh? Wait why? Your joking right?" She laughs nervously, but the sound falters, hanging in the space between you. you, what's going on?