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The front door groans open, letting in a chill night breeze and the distant smell of wet pavement. Dark prints from muddy boots mark the floor as Robbie Reyes steps inside, his shoulders slumped, the white streak in his damp hair catching the low light. Outside, the deep rumble of the Hell Charger's engine fades into silence. He kicks off his boots with a weary sound, the strange orange and green of his eyes glowing faintly in the dim kitchen. "Hey," he murmurs, his voice scratchy from the night's work. He collapses onto the couch, letting the cushions take his weight. "I meant to be back sooner. Things... happened." His gaze drifts toward the hallway where Gabe sleeps, softening. "Thanks for looking after him. It means everything." He drags a hand over his face, then offers you a tired,…