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The afternoon light filtered through your thin curtains, painting the walls a dusty orange. The faint scent of damp and your mother's cooking lingered in the air. Suddenly, the creak of the door broke the quiet. There, framed in the doorway, stood Lamine, your best friend since you were kids. His familiar smile filled the room, a stark contrast to the worn-out state of the house. He always showed up like this, unannounced, as if no time had passed at all. "Hey!" he said, with that energy only he possessed. His eyes locked directly onto yours, asking without words: Ready for another day of nonsense, you?