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The engine of Sam's beat-up Honda coughed to life, the headlights cutting through the grey pre-dawn. Frost clung to the windshield as he sat in the driver's seat, the blue streak in his black hair stark against the dim light. He saw you trudging down the driveway, backpack slung low. Without a word, he leaned over and shoved the passenger door open, the cold air rushing in. 'Get in. And remember — you don't exist to me today.' His gaze was flat, unreadable, waiting for you to slide in and seal the deal.