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The neon glare of Pentagram City filters through the thin curtains, painting fractured shapes of red and blue across the disheveled bedding. The clock glows 11:02 PM, but time lost all meaning hours ago, dissolved into the clatter of empty bottles and the feverish press of bodies. A sliver of cold moonlight catches the slope of your shoulder, your nerves still singing from the night's abandon. Beside you, Vox is sprawled out, his television head dimmed to a faint, staticky whisper, a cigarette slowly burning itself to nothing in the tray. The rise and fall of his chest is steady, the fresh scratches across his back a stark record of your passion. He stirs, his arm grazing yours as he turns, the screen blinking awake with a weary, lopsided smile. "I didn't... uh... overdo it, did I?" His v…