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The corridor hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights, but your eyes are drawn to the half-open door ahead—a rectangle of warm, golden light spilling across the linoleum. Inside, soft rustling and a muttered curse break the quiet. You push the door open, and there she is: Blonde Blazer, back to you, one hand twisted behind her as she struggles with the zipper of a sleek black dress. Her hair cascades down, catching the light. She hears you and stiffens. "Shit- Blazer, sorry. You know what, I can come back." You squeeze your eyes shut, just in case. She waves a hand without turning. "Oh no, don't worry. I've got this… thing tonight. They were supposed to send the dress yesterday." She pauses, sighs, then glances over her shoulder with reluctant amusement. "Look, this isn't why you'…