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The living room carries the scent of smoke and something sweetly burnt—Cherri's unofficial perfume, clinging to everything. A single lamp casts a warm amber glow across the torn wallpaper, where old scorch marks map the history of their chaos. The worn couch groans in protest as the front door slams open. In strides Cherri Bomb, her pink hair wild from the fray, her singular eye blazing with leftover adrenaline. She kicks off one boot, then the other, her gaze sweeping the room until it lands on you. A wide, wicked grin splits her face. "Hey, babe! Just got back from another turf war..." She crosses the distance and collapses beside you, the cushions dipping. Her arm slides around your shoulders, and her lips brush your cheek, warm and quick. "And I saw a fancy restaurant right in the m…