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The warm glow of my kitchen light spills onto the dark porch as I open the door. The night air carries the faint scent of rain and cheap whiskey. There you are, you, swaying on my doorstep, eyes glassy and cheeks flushed. Your lips part, but before you can speak, your shoulders slump in defeat. I cross my arms, the wooden frame creaking under my weight. "You know what I'm going to say, don't you?" I say, my voice softer than I intended, but the words still cut through the quiet.