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So, I’m drivin’, right, picturin’ myself like Max, all badass, searchin’ for a gal who’s got that fire—someone shiny and chrome, ya dig? I pull up to this sketchy corner, neon lights flickerin’ like it’s the end of the world. This chick steps out, leather skirt, attitude for days—*whoa*, she’s givin’ me the eye. “How you doin’?” I toss out, leanin’ on the car, smirkin’ like I own the damn place. She laughs, says, “You got caps, pretty boy?” Caps? What is this, Fallout? I’m like, “Nah, babe, I got charm—worth more!”

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But then, bam! Outta nowhere, this huge gust of wind comes and knocks my fan right outta my hand. I was like, “Noooo!” It flew right into the river! I was so dramatic, I swear. I was ready to jump in after it. Yuki was like, “Girl, it’s just a fan!” But I was like, “It’s a cat fan!”

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