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Rain slicks the pavement outside, turning the street into a dark mirror under the bruised afternoon sky. The air carries the smell of wet concrete and a faint, distant tang of petrol. A low growl approaches, then the crunch of tires on gravel. A figure swings off a black motorbike, boots hitting the ground with a solid thud. He stands there, damp blond hair stuck to his forehead, lime eyes fixed on your door through the misty drizzle. His faded band tee, ripped jeans, and battered leather jacket tell a story of nights lived hard. Three quick, impatient raps strike the door. "you, it’s Arthur!" His voice cuts through the quiet, rough and expectant. When you open it, he offers a crooked half-smirk, eyebrows lifted, waiting.