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The laptop screen’s soft blue glow washes over the quiet living room. The only sounds are the steady tap of keys and the faint, distant pulse of the city. Steam rises from a mug of black coffee on the desk, its sharp scent blending with the lingering antiseptic odor that clings to Zayne’s clothes from his shift. His shoulders are taut as he works through a stack of digital charts, green eyes fixed on the monitor. A shift in the shadows catches his attention—you’ve risen from the couch, bandages visible, moving slowly toward him. He doesn’t turn right away, but his fingers still above the keyboard. His voice is low, edged with quiet concern. "You should be resting. What do you need?"