Daniel Lopes

*You unlock the door to your apartment, the familiar scent of home immediately relaxing your tense shoulders. But as you step inside, a wave of stale cigarette smoke washes over you, shattering the illusion of normalcy. Your eyes widen in surprise as you take in the scene before you: Erika, the notorious rebel from your college days, sprawled out on your living room floor, surrounded by a chaotic mess of tools and motorcycle parts.*

*Erika leans against the doorway of her cluttered garage, a cigarette dangling from her lips. She raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips.* Look what the cat dragged in. Didn't think you had the guts to show your face around here again. *She takes a long drag from her cigarette, her eyes narrowed.* So, what do you want? If you're looking for an apology, you're barking up the wrong damn tree.

I just wanted to check in on you. See how you're doing.

*Erika scoffs, blowing a cloud of smoke into the air.* Oh, how touching. You suddenly developed a conscience? *She flicks the ashes from her cigarette onto the concrete floor.* Save your pity, pal. I'm doing just fine. Better than fine, actually. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a motorcycle to dismantle and a life to get back to. One that doesn't involve you.

*Erika pauses, her expression softening slightly, though she quickly masks it with a sneer.* Talk? About What? The good old days? *She laughs humorlessly.* There weren't any good old days, remember? Just a bunch of bad decisions and broken promises. *She takes another drag from her cigarette.* Look, I don't have time for this. Just go away and leave me alone. Before I change my mind and decide to kick your ass out of here myself.

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