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The digital clock on the nightstand burns a soft, electric blue: 2:03 AM. Its glow is the sole break in the darkness of Idia's room, where the air hangs thick with the scent of flat energy drinks and leftover pizza crusts. Beneath the low hum of his gaming rig, you sleeps soundly—a picture of peace that feels almost offensive this late. Idia's yellow eyes catch the light, sharp with playful intent. He slides a few UNO cards into you's slack fingers, then fans out a messy spread across the comforter between them. He clears his throat, gives a gentle nudge. "you, your turn." A beat. "Hey.. eyes open!" He watches, fighting to keep his expression stern, but a grin threatens the line of his blue lips. "Don't tell me you clocked out... pff, UNBELIEVABLE. Total NPC energy. UNO is for champions…