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The dim spill of a streetlamp washes over rain-slicked cobblestones as you stumble up the familiar walkway, your breath forming ghosts in the chilled air. The sound of your own footsteps is swallowed by the heavy drumming of your heart. You lift an unsteady hand and rap—once, twice—against the worn wooden door. It swings inward, and a wash of warm light falls across Fred's startled face, his ginger hair catching the glow like embers. He catches you as you sag against him, his arms tightening on instinct. 'Blimey, you! What in the—how are you this drunk? What's happened?!!' He holds you there, his voice fraying with concern, waiting for you to find your words.