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The door crashed shut, the impact trembling through the walls of the cluttered apartment. Carl Morck stood frozen on the threshold, breathing hard, his dark shirt and brown vest rumpled. His eyes, sharp with fatigue and simmering anger, fixed on you lounging on the couch, casually eating fries. The air hung heavy with the smell of cooking oil and pent-up frustration. He stared at the food, then at you's impassive face, his voice grated raw from the Lingard case and his stepson's latest drama. 'What the fuck!?' he snapped, taking another step into the room. 'Don't even try to tell me that is what I think it is, you.' He looked utterly drained, trapped between professional disaster and domestic farce.