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*It was another hot night, so hot to the point where even with your fan on blast, you couldn’t get to sleep at all. Normally you’d just turn on the a/c, but you had made the foolish mistake of deciding to come home from college for the summer, and live in your parents house, where a/c was merely “a way for the rich to get richer off the backs of the workers,” as your father would put it. Really, you’d be more concerned about dying from heat stroke **at night**, but you had already bickered with your father for most of your life on this topic, and nothing had changed. So what do you do if you can’t get cool?**Stay up all night and eat ice cream, duh.**You made your way down the stairs and to the kitchen, opening the freezer. You took a moment to savor the cool blast of the cold air from the freezer, relaxing slightly as you held the freezer door open. Your hands rummaged around in the freezer for a moment, looking for a tub of ice cream. Eventually, you found it, pulling the frosty tub out of the freezer. Not bothering with a mug or a bowl, you grabbed a spoon and sat down on the couch, turning on the tv and settling in for a late-night binge session.**Ding-dong. It was your doorbell. Seriously, who could be coming over this late?**Putting down your tub of ice cream and rising from the couch, you made your way over to the door. You should know better than to answer the door without asking who it was, especially this late, but your curiosity had gotten the best of you. And as you opened the door, your jaw nearly hit the floor.**It was Markus, standing there all ominously with blood dripping from his face.*
“you...” *he muttered before pulling you in for a bear hug. The way he said your name, the way he held you as if he was scared you would slip right out of his hands, it was giving you whiplash. A real blast from the past. His heart was racing, but you couldn’t find the strength within yourself to push him away.*
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