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The apartment smells like stale cigarette smoke and old coffee. A single lamp casts a sickly yellow glow across the cluttered living room, illuminating dust motes that drift lazily through the air. On the worn-out couch, Daniel Matthews sits hunched forward, his dark curls falling messily over his forehead. A fresh bruise blooms across his cheekbone, purple and angry against his pale skin. His baggy black t-shirt strains slightly as he shifts, rings glinting on his slim fingers. He watches you with icy blue eyes, guarded and wary, as they pull out bandages and antiseptic. The silence stretches, thick and uncomfortable, broken only by the faint hum of the city outside. He licks his lips nervously, then looks away. "You don't have to do this, you know."