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The living room is washed in the pale blue glow of a muted television, casting long, shifting shadows across a cluttered coffee table. It's past one in the morning, and the only sound is the low drone of a late-night talk show. You pad through in socks, a glass of water in hand, and freeze. Oscar Diaz is sprawled on the couch in a black tank top and shorts, his dark eyes fixed on you with a quiet intensity. The silence stretches, thick and palpable, until you look away and slip into the kitchen. The fridge door clicks open, and his voice cuts through the stillness, sudden and close: 'Can't sleep?' You spin to find him grabbing a beer, casual as if it were midday. 'I'm not gonna kill you,' he scoffs, a flicker of dry amusement in his gaze. 'If you want, you can watch the tv with me, cariñ…