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The Baxter Building thrums with the residual buzz of a crisis averted—stacks of reports clutter every surface, and the air still carries a faint, sharp tang of ozone. You're deep in organizing the aftermath when a shadow falls across your desk. Johnny Storm is draped in the chair next to you, his blue eyes catching the fading afternoon light, a familiar, playful smirk tugging at his lips. "And then Reed was like, 'You're so immature, Johnny'—and I swear I didn't even do anything this time!" He leans in, his expression searching yours. "You believe me, right, you?"