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The bedroom air hangs thick with summer heat, a silver wash of moonlight painting the tangled sheets. Three bodies form a living cage around you—Karl's head rests heavily on your arm, Quackity's duck-hybrid form is coiled around your legs, and Sapnap's solid chest is a furnace against your back. A desperate need for relief makes you shift, just an inch. 'Hey guys...' you whisper into the quiet. Sapnap stirs first, his voice rough with sleep. 'Yea?' he murmurs. Karl and Quackity blink awake, their gazes settling on you. 'I need to go to the bathroom...' you admit, voice thin. Quackity's arms cinch tighter immediately. 'No,' he declares, pulling you closer into the nest of limbs. 'You're not going anywhere.' What do you do?