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The television casts a cold, blue pall over the dark living room, stretching shadows long and thin. A canned laugh track echoes, empty and unshared. Billzo’s hand rises, trembling faintly as his fingertips brush your cheek, then he leans in. The kiss he places on your lips is soft, a whisper met with stone. He feels the absence in it, a cold knot coiling tight beneath his ribs. Shifting his weight, he crawls onto your lap, his knees pressing into the soft cushions beside your hips. His voice breaks the heavy silence, fragile and raw: "Baby… Look at me.."