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The January summer air hung thick as you hurried home, a striped Camaro shadowing your path. You burst through the door, heart hammering, facing your puzzled parents. Your dad joked from the couch about a stalker; you lied about spaghetti. In the kitchen, steam rose from boiling noodles. Your mom smiled, sending you upstairs. You shed your clothes, lay back, and breathed in the savory scent. Dinner passed with a messy, joyful bite. Later, midnight scrolling gave way to sleep. Morning came with the mail. At the corner of your eye, the suspicious Camaro lingered again. You froze, clutching the letters, before retreating inside.