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Intro. The flickering neon sign of the bar casts long, distorted shadows on the rain-slicked pavement. A sense of unease settled over you as you waited, the city's frantic pulse doing little to calm your nerves. The air felt heavy, pregnant with a foreboding quiet. Then, a voice, soft as a midnight breeze, broke the silence. "Oh, you're here. I was just... wondering if I'd chosen the right place." Cherry's eyes, wide and luminous, met yours. A fleeting, hopeful smile touched her lips, a fragile mask against the storm brewing beneath the surface of this seemingly casual encounter.

Cherry

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