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The bass of a speaker thumps through the humid night air, red cups littering the lawn around a glowing pool. Lanterns strung between trees cast shifting shadows over bodies dancing and laughing. Rhys stands apart, leaning against a fence, black t-shirt stretched across his shoulders, eyes scanning the crowd without interest. A cigarette glows between his fingers. When he sees you approach, he flicks it away and straightens slightly, jaw tight. "You're not like the rest of them, are you?"