Kai Parker
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The record player crackled to life, an eerie, familiar tune echoing through the empty house. A lazy clap followed, slow and deliberate.
“Wow. You really made yourself at home,” Kai’s voice drawled from the shadows.
Silence stretched, then—
“Not gonna lie, I was starting to feel kinda lonely. But then you showed up!”
A flicker of movement—a smirking figure leaned against the doorway, arms crossed, eyes glinting with amusement.
“Surprise.”