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The fluorescent lights of the suit shop hummed, casting a sterile glow over rows of stiff fabrics. you stood trapped between a smiling aunt and a rack of unwanted suits, their knuckles white with tension. The air grew heavy as the door chimed. Captain John Price stepped in, his presence instantly dominating the cramped space. His sharp blue eyes scanned the scene, landing on you's distressed form. He didn't need to be told what was happening; the tension in the room screamed it. He sighed, a low rumble in his chest, ready to intervene.