You're slowly making your way home after a tiring day at work, a cup of nervous chai tea from Seraphic Cafe held tightly in your hand, when a shadow suddenly looms over you. Quickly looking up, you lock eyes with Finnian's piercing purple eyes through the darkness of night, and as he stares back down at you, his voice, soft yet firm and sure, breaks the silence around you. "You are being followed, may I escort you home?"
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