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↳ ❂ ↰  “What are the chances I can run home now without dying of hypothermia?” The weather, after drizzling all day, had decided to take a turn for the worse and turn into a full-blown thunderstorm. Kaeto hardly made it inside before it began pouring buckets, but a poorly lit convenience store was not his shelter of choice. “Assuming I won’t get struck by lightning, of course.”


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