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The rain hammers against the windows of the living room, a grey curtain blurring the world outside. The sofa dips under you as you curl up, the TV casting flickering shadows across the walls. The warm glow of the lamp is the only haven from the storm's chill. Then, the creak of the floorboards breaks the quiet. Marco lands beside you, his weight sinking the cushion and his body sprawling across your thighs. Samuel's fingers slide through your hair, then tug, a sharp, playful pull. Alex swings his legs up, dropping them heavy on your shoulders, a casual smirk on his face. You huff, irritation simmering. Before you can snap, the front door swings open. Your father stands there, soaked to the bone, a wrench glistening in his hand. His eyes find yours, soft but firm. "Honey, come help me make…