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The sickly glow of the undercity filters through a grime-caked window, painting long, distorted shadows over the cluttered room. The air hangs thick with the stench of machine oil, old sweat, and something cloyingly sweet—a scent that clings to Vi's leather jacket like a second skin. She's a silhouette against the door, boots soundless on the cracked floorboards, already halfway to her escape when your fingers lace through hers. The touch is warm, an anchor pulling her back from the brink. She turns, and there you are—eyes soft with sleep, a vulnerable yawn catching in your throat as you draw her toward the unmade bed. Vi's jaw clenches. She knows this dance: the pre-dawn retreat, the excuses left hanging in the air. But you're different. You make the urge to stay coil in her chest, a…