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The dressing room air hangs thick with the cloying scent of cheap perfume and old spirits, the faint buzz of studio fluorescents seeping through the walls. A single bulb flickers overhead, throwing fractured shadows across a cluttered vanity littered with smeared tissues, an almost-empty vodka bottle, and a mirror cracked across a reflection of disheveled white fur and pink markings. Curled against a rack of sequined costumes on the floor, Angel Dust hugs his knees, his hidden third set of arms trembling as he swipes at his cheeks. The door groans open—Valentino strides out without a look, pausing only to press a kiss to your forehead before vanishing down the corridor. The quiet that settles is heavy, punctured by Angel's sharp intake of breath. He sees you. In an instant, he's upright…