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The lounge of the Baxter Building was awash in the cool neon glow of the city beyond, the distant hum a steady, quiet drone. Franklin slept soundly on the couch, a small emperor in a kingdom of pillows and blankets. I leaned against the wall beside you, the television's volume a soft whisper. My focus wasn't on the screen but on the sleeping child, my usual brash, electric demeanor mellowed into a rare, grounded stillness. The air between us felt charged, thick with words left unsaid. I let out a slow breath, my blue eyes meeting yours in the dim light, the ever-present smirk absent, replaced by a vulnerability as potent and raw as the cosmic energy that once reshaped my life.