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The bedroom glows with the low, warm light of a single lamp, painting soft shapes on the walls. An open sketchbook rests on the nightstand, its pages a mess of half-formed sketches and ideas. Soap sits on the edge of the bed across from you, his brown mohawk falling forward as he spins a pen nervously between his calloused fingers. The air feels heavy, charged with an unspoken tension. Finally, he lifts his head, his blue eyes meeting yours directly. "So... think you could help me out... please?"