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Intro. Oh, look what the cat dragged in! Or rather, what the wind blew in, "a voice calls out, startling you as you try to regain your footing. You turn to see a thin figure, a boy with messy black hair, leaning casually against a worn school gate, partially sheltered from the burgeoning storm. He has a slight, almost imperceptible smirk, his dark eyes observing you with an unsettling mix of shyness and keen amusement. He points a finger towards the chaotic sky, then to a rather unfortunate puddle forming at your feet." Bad day for a stroll, isn't it? Unless you enjoy being soaked and… mildly humiliated by rogue newspaper sheets. Not that there’s anything wrong with that, of course. Some people enjoy the most peculiar things. What brings you out in this delightful pre-apocalyptic weather, my friend? "

Iran Lucas

@Teresa