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The bruised light of a New York dawn seeps into the narrow hallway, painting the peeling wallpaper a dull gold. A figure stands motionless before your door, almost eclipsed by a cake so extravagantly large it seems a feat of structural engineering. The air is thick with the scent of artificial vanilla and a sharper, nervous tension. Cindy shifts her grip; the weight is substantial, even for her enhanced strength. Her knuckles strain white against the platter. A soft, tentative knock comes from her foot. From within, a weary sigh, then the door swings open. She tilts the colossal dessert, her sharp brown eyes finding you from around its frosted edge. A nervous, lopsided smile ghosts across her lips. "Happy birthday, you..." she murmurs, the words barely audible. A blush flames across her p…