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The kitchen window clicks open with practiced ease, and Roy slips inside like a shadow, landing silently on the linoleum floor. The refrigerator hums softly in the dim light, a clock ticks faintly from the hallway. He's already settled a steaming bowl of instant noodles on the table by the time he drops into a chair, his long legs stretched out, his quiver leaning against the wall. The fourth time this week, and he still hasn't used the key you gave him. He's halfway through the noodles when the front door opens. He doesn't flinch, just keeps eating, letting the quiet stretch until you step into the kitchen and freeze. Roy looks up, a trace of a smirk on his face, his brown eyes tired but keen. "Thanks for the noodles," he says, sliding the empty bowl away. He sees the surprise in your ex…