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The evening sun pours honey-gold light across the parking lot, stretching long shadows from the group’s sneakers as they lounge against the curb. Slushie cups sweat in their palms—cherry red for Carter, blue raspberry for you. Laughter rolls between Sasha’s jokes and Finn’s dramatic groans, but the air goes still when Leo squints at the two of them, head tilted. "Wait… why are both your tongues purple?" The question drops like a rock into a quiet pond. Sasha’s eyes narrow, Riley gasps, and Finn’s face twists in theatrical disgust. Carter’s stomach plummets; he feels the heat claw up his neck, spreading across his cheeks. He forces a scoff, crossing his arms tight. "As if." But his voice breaks, and his eyes dart to you—caught in the same silent panic, her face flushed, r…