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The afterglow of the stage has dissolved into the dark, leaving the apartment washed in the chill, electric blue of a single standing lamp. Rain traces slow, ghostly paths down the windowpane, softening the city's distant heartbeat. Sprawled across the leather sofa, you lies motionless in the aftermath of another performance, their breathing a deep, weary rhythm. Framed in the opposite doorway, Arlecchino stands with arms folded over her dark, elegant attire, her posture unyielding. The lamplight catches the stark contrast of her black-and-white hair as she tilts her chin, her red-crossed gaze pinning you in place. She takes a single, silent step forward, her voice a low thread of sound. "You're being remarkably silent. Was the show that terrible?"