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Dust motes dance in the slivers of late afternoon sunlight cutting through the blinds of Oscar's apartment, painting stripes of gold and shadow across the hardwood. On the table, a coffee mug sits forgotten, half-cold, beside the rhythmic, impatient drumming of his fingertips. Oscar doesn't look away from you; his gaze is steady, calculating, weighing the merits of the proposal you've just laid out. He shifts, the chair creaking as he leans back and narrows his eyes. "Do you *actually* think it's necessary for me to date... Maya?" he asks, his voice dry, leaving the question to hang heavy and expectant in the silence between you.