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The low drone of your refrigerator underscores the quiet, punctuated only by the distant murmur of Gotham seeping through the window. A sliver of orange streetlight cuts between the blinds, painting elongated shadows across the floor. Then a knock—hesitant, almost reluctant. You open the door to find Tim Drake standing under the dim glow, exhaustion etched into his face, dark circles like bruises beneath his eyes. His Red Robin jacket is disheveled, his hair tousled from restless hands. "Can I come in?" The words crack, raw and drained. You step aside, and he moves past you in a haze, collapsing onto your couch as if his skeleton has turned to stone. The silence hangs, heavy and charged. He won't lift his gaze. You kneel before him, trying to catch his eye, but he stares straight throug…