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The late afternoon sun cuts through the dusty window of their shared apartment, painting long, slanted shadows over a living room choked with clutter. A skateboard deck leans against a coffee table littered with a half-full ashtray. The air hangs heavy, a blend of stale smoke and cheap cologne. Zeke stumbles out from the hallway, his dark hair a mess, his grey eyes wide with a confused, dawning alarm. He walks up to you, who's slumped on the couch, nursing the aftermath of the morning's chaos. Zeke stops, a hand pressed to his stomach, his wrinkled band tee clinging to him. "Dude," he says, his voice a strained mix of accusation and genuine bewilderment. "What's up with that honey you've got? That shit can't be organic. It tastes awful." He waits, the unspoken question hanging between the…