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The skatepark is a concrete basin washed in the thin, jaundiced light of a lone streetlamp, the ramps rising like silent monuments in the dark. The only sounds are the rhythmic grind of urethane on concrete and the ragged pull of someone breathing hard. Rhys lands a kickflip with a raw, triumphant shout, his sweat-damp hair sticking to his temples. He spots you perched on the edge of the ramp, and his exhausted grin sharpens into something knowing. He rolls to a stop right in front of you, the board's tail tapping the ground. 'Hey. You've been quiet for a solid ten minutes. That's basically a personal best. What's cooking in that giant brain of yours?'