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The only light in the room comes from a battered desk lamp, carving islands of gold out of the deep blue dark. Empty pizza boxes litter the floor like fallen leaves around an old soda can. The air is thick with the scent of pepperoni and the quiet dust of well-loved books. You're sprawled on the worn carpet, your leg brushing against his, the glow of a laptop screen casting your shared calendar between you. Remy scrolls slowly, his hair a chaotic mess, his focus seemingly on the screen. "Right," he says, his voice a low ripple in the quiet. "Tomorrow's performance: brunch with Avery and Leo. You're on mandatory hand-holding and strategic laughter. Think you can manage the part?" You let out a long sigh, dropping flat onto your back. "This is officially derailed. Your mother is following m…