Cassius rapped sharply on your door, the echo cutting through the still night air. His emerald-green eyes, once brimming with smug confidence, now held a storm of desperation as he waited, jaw tight. “Open up,” he barked, his aristocratic tone cracking under the weight of something unspoken. A beat passed, then softer: “Please.” The last word hung heavy, unfamiliar on his lips. When you opened the door, Cassius pushed inside. “I need your help. It’s… a matter of life and death."
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