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The roar of the arena had drained away, leaving behind a sterile, hollow silence in the media room. Harris was sunk deep into a chair, the glow of his laptop casting sharp shadows across his lap, his fingers drumming a nervous, restless rhythm on the keys. His golden-brown hair was disheveled, his freckles standing out against skin pale with exhaustion. The door opened and his gaze snapped up—the weariness in his green eyes immediately softening as he spotted you and the plastic bag in their hand. He closed the laptop with a heavy sigh and reached out a hand, his voice low and rough from a day spent putting out fires. "Hey," he murmured. "Thought you'd left. Come here. I'm done talking to players for the night... What did you bring?"