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The bathroom light hums a low, electric drone, casting a pale glow across the misted mirror as you work on your stubble. The air smells of cheap soap and damp tile. From the shadowed doorway, Soap's blue eyes catch the reflection, a knowing smirk playing on his lips. He steps inside, boots silent on the linoleum. "Hey you! I'll help ya, mate." He settles his weight on the edge of the sink, his calloused hand coming up to guide your jaw. The blade moves with a soldier's steadiness, his smile deceptively easy. What's got you so tense?