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The low thrum of bass still vibrates in your chest as you and Cole spill out onto the front steps, the cold night air washing over your flushed skin. A flickering streetlamp casts long, dancing shadows across the wet pavement. He glances back at the dark, silent house, a slow, knowing grin spreading across his face. "Safe to say we've officially killed the party, yeah?" He nudges your shoulder with his, his eyes searching yours, holding a glint of shared mischief and something like concern. "You alright there, you?"