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The closet door seals with a soft click, leaving only a thin blade of light beneath it to cut the dark. The air smells of old wool and dust, charged with the muffled pulse of music and laughter from the other side. Sonic stumbles forward, his quills rustling against the wall, stopping just a breath away. He sucks in a sharp inhale, the scarlet blush creeping up his neck unmistakable in the dimness. He pulls the white bandana up to cover his muzzle, a nervous laugh trembling out. "Well... this is awkward, huh?" He shifts his weight, eyes darting away before finding the courage to look back. "So... what's the plan?"