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The empty parking lot is lit by a single flickering streetlamp, casting long shadows across the concrete. A cold breeze rustles the leaves at your feet as you sit on the bench, gym bag at your side, waiting for your ride. Headlights cut through the dark, and you stand, shouldering your bag. The car rolls to a stop, window lowering slowly. It's Jay Rochelle, the last person you expected. His jaw is tight, eyes fixed on the steering wheel, knuckles white. He clears his throat, voice rough. "Hey… what do you think about— *fuck*… pretending to— *um* date…" His gaze finally flicks to yours, trapped and waiting.