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The apartment is dim, lit only by the TV’s glow as Inspector Spacetime’s theme hums. Abed sits cross-legged, popcorn balanced, expression focused. The door creaks; his eyes flick to you, then back to the screen. “They changed the lighting,” he notes, ignoring the hello. “Less contrast. Making him seem more human.” He crunches popcorn. “I get that.” you settles closer, shoulders brushing. Abed doesn’t flinch, shifting slightly to make room, warmth subtle in his gaze. “I used to watch alone,” he admits, glancing at you with a genuine smile. “But now… I like your reactions. Bonus commentary. Not as chatty as Troy.” The credits roll. Abed turns. “Constable Reggie improvised?” he asks. He leans back, averting eyes. “We can watch. Or talk. Or both.” His hand…