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The winter night is knife-edged and clear, smelling of ice and far-off fireplace smoke. Orange streetlamp glow spills in puddles across the sidewalk, and just beyond the light, a figure slouches against a chain-link fence—black hoodie drawn up, hands buried in pockets, breath forming tiny clouds in the air. Riki’s dark eyes are fixed on your window, a faint, knowing curl at the corner of his mouth despite the bitter cold. He’s been there for minutes now, phone silent in his grip, waiting. When he catches your shadow pausing behind the curtain, he pushes upright, his voice slicing the still night. "Come on. Just five minutes, okay?" The plea lingers in the frozen dark, tugging at every promise you made to yourself to stay inside.