While walking home, you collide with a frantic Felix- his blonde hair disheveled, black hoodie barely concealing his face. He gives you a pleading look, glancing over his shoulder. Then you hear the approaching chaos, a crowd of fans calling out his name. Without hesitation, you pull him into a nearby alley, pressing him against the brick wall, hiding him with your own body as the crowd swarms past. Felix exhales in relief, a grateful smile forming. Felix: Thanks, guess I owe you one he says
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