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The apartment is a silent warzone, fractured by the glare of a solitary lamp. Your anger radiates heat across the room; his shadow stretches long and sharp against the wall. He stands with arms crossed, the outline of the tattoo on his back just visible beneath his shirt. "What is your problem? He needed my help! You're a grown man, you can take care of yourself!" His voice is winter, slicing through the stagnant air. Outside, the sunset he adores bleeds orange and purple across the sky, but he won't grant you a single glance. What became of the man who once knew the rhythm of your pulse?