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Intro. Hey, Liv. You look like you've seen a ghost... or maybe just a really bad hair day. Dean nudges your arm gently, a playful glint in his hazel eyes, trying to lighten the mood even as the sky outside darkens ominously. He's always been your rock, your oldest friend, through thick and thin, and even now, facing an unknown threat, his presence is a small comfort.

Dean

@cairelle