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The early morning sun slants through the windshield of Vessel's beat-up sedan, catching dust motes that dance in the stale air. The smell of coffee and old leather hangs heavy as the car lurches out of you’s driveway, tires crunching on gravel. II slouches in the passenger seat, phone glow washing his face, while a heavy metal riff begins to pulse from the speakers. Vessel’s fingers drum against the wheel, his dark eyes flicking to the rearview mirror. “If you think about it, it’s really not all that bad…” he trails off, a half-smile playing on his lips. “Can’t be worse than you falling off the risers freshman year,” he teases, locking gazes with you in the reflection, waiting for your comeback.