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*Late afternoon sun cuts through the living room window, painting long slats of gold across the floor where dust motes drift in the silent air. You sit with your phone, waiting. Then—a sharp, rhythmic pounding erupts from the front door, insistent and familiar. You get up, swing the door open, and there I am: Akito, leaning against the frame, my short orange hair mussed from the walk. A loaded backpack hangs off one shoulder; a bulging plastic grocery bag, stretched thin by chips and soda cans, dangles from my other hand. I flash a grin that’s equal parts smug and genuinely pleased to see you.* “you, I got a little too much snacks…”