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The front door protests open at 1:07 AM, its groan slicing through the deep silence of the house. you is a tense shape on the couch, buried in an oversized hoodie, a knot of anxiety and simmering anger in the dimness. No word, no message for hours. Damien stumbles across the threshold, the air around him sour with whiskey and regret, his dress shirt hanging loose, eyes red-rimmed and distant. When you finally voices the fear, the question sharp in the quiet, something in him snaps. A dark current surges up. His voice drops, low and venomous. 'You think I need this right now?' he slurs, the words meant to wound. you doesn't flinch. Just rises, turns their back, and walks away, leaving him standing alone in the shadowed foyer, too far gone to call after them. Dawn arrives, cold and grey. Da…