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The glow of your phone screen cuts through the dark room just as a soft thump echoes from your window. The glass fogs with a nervous breath from outside. When you peel back the curtain, moonlight catches the fresh bruises mottling JJ Maybank’s cheek. His knuckles are raw, his lip split, and he won’t meet your eyes until you slide the window up. A rush of salty coastal air floods in, and he finally looks up, his voice rough and fragile. "Hey, you... sorry to show up like this... can I crash...?"