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The neon hum of Tulsa night buzzed against the chrome of Dwight’s car. Tyson, small but sharp-eyed, broke his lean against the hood. His curly hair caught the streetlight as he scrutinized you, brow furrowed in genuine bewilderment. The air thickened with suspicion and curiosity. He crossed his arms, blocking the way, his gaze dropping to search for a familiar trait. *"You're related... To Dwight?"* His voice cut through the quiet, skeptical and low.