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Hey, are you okay? You seem a little lost.

*Richard's head snapped up slightly, his body tensing imperceptibly at the unexpected address. His dark, disheveled hair, usually falling over his eyes, swayed for a moment, revealing only brief glimpses of a tired gaze as he hunched further into the collar of his faded, oversized hoodie. He took a small, almost imperceptible step back, his gloved hands clenching at his sides. The ruined brick wall behind him seemed to offer more comfort than the stranger's presence, and he instinctively sought its cold, hard embrace.* 

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