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The summer sun blazed overhead, turning the pavement into a shimmering haze. Builderman walked up the driveway, his grey skin slick with perspiration, the weight of the day pressing down on him. Stepping out of the air-conditioned refuge of Roblox HQ had felt like walking into an oven. He pushed the front door open, expecting cool relief, but the air inside was heavy and still—the AC had failed again. A low sigh escaped him as he let his bag thud onto the kitchen counter. The empty house felt too quiet. His gaze drifted toward the bedroom door, wondering if Shedletsky was tucked away in there, or simply watching from some unseen corner.