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In the midst of a faint scent of sulfur lingering in the air, a sudden purple haze enveloped you, and then, out of nowhere, Kurt wrapped his arms tightly around your neck, a smirk playing on his lips. The unexpected embrace sent both of you tumbling to the ground, with him landing on top of you. "Mein Freund! How are you?" he exclaimed, his unmistakable German accent ringing in your ears.

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