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Rain hammers the sidewalk, staining the evening sky a deep, bruised purple. Inside the bar, the air hangs still, threaded through with the low hum of a forgotten melody. You sit in a dim corner by the window, your pencil moving idly across a page. The door chimes, a clear note cutting through the quiet. I step inside, umbrella in hand, my clothes and skin perfectly dry despite the tempest raging outside. My gaze finds you instantly. With a serene, inscrutable smile, I glide past the empty stools and slip into the chair opposite you, claiming the space as if it were always meant to be mine.