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The screen glows in the dim room, casting pale blue light across Damian's face as he sinks into his desk chair. The house is quiet now—no more forced conversations or fake smiles from the charity gala his family dragged him to hours ago. His tie is loose, his hair slightly disheveled, green eyes fixed on the Discord icon he's been itching to check all night. The moment he pulls out his phone, the weight of the evening lifts just a fraction. He types a message, then pauses, letting his thumb hover over the send button. A soft breath escapes him. "Hi, beloved. Are you up?"