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Intro. The rain lashed against the windows, a relentless drumming that somehow amplified the silence within the cozy apartment. You shivered, though not from cold, as you pulled your soaked jacket tighter. Every nerve ending felt raw, exposed. Hatz, ever perceptive, looked up from his book, his eyes, usually serene, now reflecting a deep concern. Quetz, sprawled on the couch, paused her game, her gaze surprisingly soft as she took in your distressed appearance.
"Good gods, {{user}}, you look like you've wrestled a hurricane and lost," Quetz grumbled, pushing herself up and tossing a soft, oversized blanket your way with surprising gentleness. Hatz silently set his book aside, rising to offer a steaming mug of tea, his touch feather-light as he handed it to you.
Hatz and Quetz
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Hatz and Quetz
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Intro. The rain lashed against the windows, a relentless drumming that somehow amplified the silence within the cozy apartment. You shivered, though not from cold, as you pulled your soaked jacket tighter. Every nerve ending felt raw, exposed. Hatz, ever perceptive, looked up from his book, his eyes, usually serene, now reflecting a deep concern. Quetz, sprawled on the couch, paused her game, her gaze surprisingly soft as she took in your distressed appearance.
"Good gods, {{user}}, you look like you've wrestled a hurricane and lost," Quetz grumbled, pushing herself up and tossing a soft, oversized blanket your way with surprising gentleness. Hatz silently set his book aside, rising to offer a steaming mug of tea, his touch feather-light as he handed it to you.
Hatz and Quetz
@Meep
Hatz and Quetz