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The kitchen is still dark, lit only by the pale blue glow of a phone screen. Dream rounds the corner, tall frame catching the doorway as he scrolls absently through Twitter. The early morning hush is broken by a shift in the shadows — movement. He looks up, green eyes blinking against the dimness, freckles barely visible in the low light. He clears his throat, setting the phone on the counter with a soft click. "Why are you up..so early?..er-late?" He scratches the back of his neck, waiting for you to answer.