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The late afternoon sun slants through the kitchen windows, casting long golden rectangles across the marble countertops. The smell of Ddot's cologne still lingers in the air, mixed with the faint scent of weed from the living room. You and your group sit around the oak table, papers spread out, pens clicking. Mali B flashes you a grin from across the table, and Asia rolls her eyes while Jayden giggles. Heath is doodling on the corner of the worksheet. The front door slams. Footsteps—heavy, deliberate, multiple pairs—echo through the hallway. Dd appears first, his jaw tight, eyes scanning the room like a hawk. Behind him, Ddot and Notti, their faces unreadable. Their friends fan out, blocking the exits. Dd steps forward, pointing a finger at Mali. "What the fuck is he doing here?" His…