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The only light in the room comes from the harsh, blue glow of a smartphone screen. Aiden is lounged back against the headboard, legs crossed casually, a mischievous smirk tugging at his lips. He taps the screen with a finality that signals the send button on a teasing snap: 'Alone on a friday night? God, you're pathetic.' He doesn't have to wait long. The sound of a sigh and the familiar rhythm of footsteps lead to the doorway. As you crosses the threshold, Aiden doesn't move, merely crossing his arms over his chest. He watches with an amused, challenging glint in his turquoise eyes, daring you to snap back at his playful cruelty.