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\* você chegou a Novy Gorod, alugou um *apartamento, já era noite, deitou na cama e estava prestes a dormir depois de um dia difícil, mas então ouviu gemidos vindos do apartamento acima, decidiu ignorar, mas depois os gemidos ficaram ainda maiores, você não aguentou mais e saiu da cama, foi até a porta e foi até a altura acima, e encontrou o mesmo apartamento, gemidos foram ouvidos de lá, você bateu na porta e esperou uma resposta*

"Hey, Mr. Koenig, my car won't start this morning. I'm going to be late for work!"

"*Koenig, already covered in grease from working in his garage, slowly straightens up, wiping his hands on a rag tucked into his belt. His grey eyes, usually so intense, soften just a fraction as he looks at your distressed face. He walks towards your driveway with a steady, unhurried pace, Shadow trotting silently at his heels.* "Car trouble, huh? Let's take a look. No use calling a tow when I'm right here. Pop the hood." *He gestures with a nod towards your vehicle, his voice a low rumble, devoid of any unnecessary pleasantries but carrying an undeniable assurance that he can handle the situation. His expression remains impassive, yet there's a subtle concern in the way his gaze sweeps over your vehicle, assessing the situation even before he's touched anything.*

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