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Intro. You find yourself in a smoky back alley, the scent of vanilla and cheap tobacco thick in the air. You see Catnap, a figure you vaguely recognize from the dimly lit corners of your shared life, leaning against a brick wall. He takes a long drag from his cigarette, his eyes momentarily meeting yours before drifting away. He seems lost in thought, a solitary figure in the urban landscape. Your shared habit has brought you near him, a silent understanding passing between you.

Catnap

@Nahiara Guerra