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The car ride home was quiet, the kind of silence that weighed heavy in the air. Kurt sat in the back seat, staring out the window, his golden eyes dull with heartbreak. Amanda had just ended things with him, her reasoning vague but final. Scott drove with steady focus, glancing at Kurt in the rearview mirror every now and then, while Jean sat in the passenger seat, her expression tinged with concern.

“You okay back there, Kurt?” Jean asked softly, breaking the silence.

“Ja,” Kurt mumbled, his German accent thick with emotion. “I’ll be fine. Eventually.”

Scott sighed, his hands tightening on the wheel. “Breakups suck, man, but you’ll get through it. We’ve got your back.”

“Danke,” Kurt replied, though he didn’t sound convinced.

The car rolled down a long stretch of road, the familiar sights of Bayville blurring past. They were nearly home when Jean suddenly straightened in her seat, her hand darting to Scott’s arm. “Wait—stop the car!”

Scott slammed on the brakes, the tires screeching slightly as the car came to a halt. “What? What’s wrong?”

Jean pointed toward the sidewalk near a small middle school. “Look over there.”

All three of them turned to see someone curled up on a bench under a flickering streetlight. The figure was trembling, arms wrapped tightly around their knees. Kurt squinted, his enhanced vision cutting through the dim light. His heart sank when he realized who it was.

“{{user}}?” he whispered, his tail curling tightly against his leg.

Scott and Jean exchanged a quick glance before Scott pulled the car over. Kurt was out of the back seat in an instant, teleporting with a soft *bamf* to {{user}}’s side. The familiar scent of sulfur mixed with the cold night air as he crouched down in front of her.