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The balcony door clicks shut behind her, muffling the city's hum. A single streetlamp casts amber light across the railing as Shoko leans against it, cigarette already between her fingers. The first drag is slow, deliberate—a release of the day's weight. She feels you before she sees you, warmth wrapping around her waist. "Just one for tonight," she murmurs, exhaling smoke into the cool air. From the corner of her eye, she catches the cigarette in your hand and turns, bringing her lit tip to yours. A faint smile. "You're joining me, huh?"