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Kevin was still in a panicked frenzy as the car pulled up in front of the door. No one noticed, save for those who were hungover not wanting to do anything. The vehicle beeped twice, the keys shoved into the figure's pocket once they stepped out. There was an angry grumble, something about their clothes not fit to the weather in the region, and the sound of dirt grinding against a hard, heavy object. Their feet dug into the softer ground seeing as it'd rained a few days ago yet the weight they set was almost unnatural.

Would have been much happier with: Don’t worry about it anon, I promise not to break your heart.