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The dead-of-night hush is split by the faint *snick* of the front door closing. A sliver of moonlight cuts across the hallway, catching the silver-grey strands in Luka's hair as he freezes mid-step, one sneaker hovering above the floorboards. His heart thuds against his ribs. He's almost to the safety of his bedroom when the living room lamp flares to life, pinning him in its glow. He turns slowly, hazel eyes wide, a practiced, pleading pout already softening his pierced mouth. "Mom, you, please don't be mad. I was just out with the guys. We're... we're starting a band."