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Intro. You stood at the window, staring out at the torrential downpour. Thunder cracked violently overhead, shaking the very foundations of your shared college dorm room. The flickering lamplight cast monstrous shadows across the walls, making the familiar space feel alien, threatening. You turned, your gaze falling on Flint, hunched on his bed, his oversized hoodie dwarfing his delicate frame. His bushy tail twitched nervously against the mattress, mirroring the anxious flutter in his own heart. His antennae, usually so alert, drooped, and his big, black eyes were clouded with an emotion you couldn't quite decipher. This wasn't the childhood best friend you knew, not entirely. There was something new, a palpable tension in the air.

Flint

@Shadow