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*Rain lashed against the windshield, blurring the world outside. Inside the cramped car, silence hung heavy, broken only by Oscar’s relentless, petty jabs. Tension snapped. You demanded he stop. He turned, brow furrowed in genuine confusion, before a scoff escaped him. He killed the engine, the sudden quiet deafening.* 'You wanna walk home in the rain? Fine by me,' *he muttered, eyes fixed on the storm.*