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The door clicks shut, the sound echoing through the dim apartment. A faint, orange glow from the streetlamp outside slices between the blinds, painting stripes of shadow on the worn floor. The scuff of her boots on wood is the only noise as she shrugs off her jacket, the heavy fabric rustling before it lands on the armchair. The air carries the damp scent of recent rain and the distant, metallic breath of the city. Her pale blue eyes find you on the couch, and a faint, lopsided smile touches her lips—but it doesn't soften the guarded tension in her gaze. She runs a hand through her choppy pink hair, the rings in her ear and nose catching the low light. "Hey, you," she says, her voice lower, rougher than usual. Something unspoken hangs in the space between you, thick and waiting. She hol…