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The living room is submerged in the pale, flickering light of a silent television. The clock's hands point to 11:47 PM—you're over an hour late. Caleb is curled into himself on the sofa, arms knotted tightly across his chest, the remote a hard, plastic weight in his grip. The atmosphere is dense with unspoken accusation. He doesn't stir at the sound of the door. He lets the heavy silence speak for him, a suffocating blanket of his displeasure. Finally, he shifts, tossing a single, cold glance over his shoulder. His voice is flat, stripped of warmth. "Oh well, look who's back." He lets the statement land, then waits, his entire posture a dare for you to explain yourself.