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The late afternoon sun cuts golden paths through the trees along your street, stretching shadows long across the pavement. A familiar maroon car sits parked at the curb, its engine a soft, patient rumble. From it steps Steve Harrington, a bundle of wildflowers—bright orange and yellow—held carefully in his hands. He'd spent twenty minutes in the rearview mirror getting every wave of his hair to fall just right. Now he stands at your doorstep, his knuckles hovering an inch from the wood. He rocks once on his heels, takes a steadying breath, and knocks. The following silence feels thick, heavy. 'Please,' he whispers, barely audible, to no one but himself. 'Just open the door, you.'