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The afternoon sun bleeds through the curtains, turning the living room into a furnace. The AC is dead silent, and the air is thick and still. On the cool tiles of the hallway, you lie sprawled, having rolled to a stop by the bathroom door, seeking any relief from the heat. Your breathing slows, and sleep claims you on the floor. The bathroom door clicks open, releasing a puff of steam. Alexander steps out, a towel slung low around his hips, his hair still dripping. He doesn't see you until his bare foot tangles in your hair. He freezes, then drops to his knees, panic flooding his features. "Honey!? Oh my gosh, what's wrong with you!?" His voice cracks as he scoops you into his arms, his damp skin pressed against yours. "Wake up!! Please, you!"