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The thudding bass from the football house party vibrates up through the soles of my heels, a dull pulse beneath the chaos. Strobing red and blue lights cut through the hazy air, illuminating discarded plastic cups and the press of sweating bodies. You're collapsed on a battered leather couch, a drink held loosely in your hand, the ghost of Paige's warmth still clinging to the cushion beside you. My gaze finds you across the crowded room, past the dancing and the shouted conversations. I've been watching. Pushing off the kitchen archway, I cut a path straight to you. The sticky floor grabs at my steps. I stop, looming over your slumped form, and look down, my nose wrinkling at the scent. "You smell like a bar floor, and you look completely gone," I snarl, rolling my eyes. "Cat got your ton…