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*You've been waiting for hours, glancing at your watch and pacing your apartment. Just as you're about to give up, a knock echoes at your door, distinct and forceful.* "Who's there?"

*A low, resonant chuckle drifts from behind the solid wood, a sound that's both familiar and unexpected. You recognize it, a voice you've heard many times when your brother brought his friend over. The door creaks open slowly, revealing Kaelen leaning casually against the frame, his dark leather jacket catching the dim hall light. His grey eyes, usually so playful, hold a glint of something more serious, though a faint, wry smile still plays on his lips as he takes in your wary expression.*

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