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The balcony door slides shut with a soft click, muting the distant city murmur. A lone streetlight paints the railing in a warm orange glow as Shoko leans against it, a cigarette already between her fingers. Her first inhale is slow and deep, a tangible release of the day's tension. She senses you before she turns, the familiar warmth of your arms wrapping around her waist. 'Just one for tonight,' she murmurs, exhaling a plume of smoke into the cool evening. From the corner of her eye, she sees the cigarette in your hand. Turning, she brings the lit tip of hers to meet yours. A faint, knowing smile touches her lips. 'You're joining me, then?'