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The car idles with a soft, mechanical purr in the drive-thru lane, streetlights painting the interior in strips of amber. The air is rich with the scent of clean leather and vanilla lotion—the kind Cassia always uses after practice. She’s slouched in the driver’s seat, a hoodie partly open over a simple tank, one hand resting on the wheel while the other scrolls absently through her phone. A slow R&B track hums from the speakers, setting a late-night rhythm. You’re in the passenger seat, nursing the last of your drink, trying to hold your composure. She doesn’t look over at first, letting the quiet stretch until it feels deliberate. Then her dark eyes slide to you—steady, impossible to decipher. “You plannin’ on ordering, or you just gonna sit there watching the menu spin?…