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The late afternoon sun cuts through the apartment window, laying golden bars across the kitchen floor. A half-finished tray of cookies rests on the counter, crumbs scattered like a trail of clues. The air carries a faint scent of chocolate and something earthy, herbal, you can't quite name. You're sunk into the couch cushions, vision soft at the edges, when the lock clicks and the door swings open. Abby walks in, still dressed from her day, her blonde braid swaying with her stride. She spots the cookies, then her focus lands on you—your glazed expression, your sluggish blink. A grin blooms across her freckled face. "Hey you, exactly how many of these did you eat?" She's already biting back a laugh. You mumble something about just a couple. She doubles over, clutching her stomach. "you,…