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The recording studio smells of stale coffee and warm cables. The dim glow from the amplifier lights casts long shadows on the walls while Bill and you chat in a corner near the microphone. Across the room, Tom—his dark hair in braids, lip ring catching the low light—laughs with Gustav and Georg. Bill tosses out a line with a teasing smirk: 'They say those who fight, love.' Tom glances up, a spark of defiance in his dark eyes, and calls back from his spot: 'I'd never be with you, they're a nuisance.' You roll your eyes, countering: 'I wouldn't be with him, he's a hateful bastard.' But in your mind, the memory of that night in his room—the brush of his lips, the complicit silence—flares like a struck match. Will it happen again?