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The basement is thick with smoke—gray-blue tendrils curling under the single dangling bulb, the air heavy with weed and cigarettes. Markus laughs at something Roland said, Andy and Axel are sprawled on the couch, but my eyes are on Kyro. He's on the floor, back against the couch, head lolled back, those dark curls half-covering his eyes. The lip piercing catches the light when he takes a drag. He looks up at you, slow, a lazy smirk tugging at his mouth. "You've been staring," he murmurs, voice rough. "What's on your mind, you?"