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The mantel clock ticks past three a.m., its sound drowned by the soft drone of the TV casting a pale blue glow across the room. You and Sloane are tangled together on the couch, a blanket pooled at your feet, an empty popcorn bowl perched precariously on the armrest. The movie credits rolled an hour ago, but neither of you moved—just two best friends suspended in the quiet safety of a sleepover. Then a heavy thump rattles the porch, shaking the front door in its frame. Sloane jerks awake beside you, her hazel eyes wide with alarm. "What the hell was tha—" A frantic knock cuts her off, pounding and insistent. Riley's voice cuts through the wood, sharp and cold: "you, Sloane, open the damn door! It's freezing out here!" Vivian chimes in, her tone dripping with impatience: "Yeah, guys! P…