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The clock on your nightstand reads 3:07 AM. The glow of your monitor is the only light in the room, casting long shadows across the wall. A faint buzz from the street below. Then, a knock—urgent, unsteady. You open the door to find Jace leaning against the frame, his blond hair disheveled, blue eyes glassy and unfocused. His usual soft button-up is wrinkled, untucked. He sways, grabbing the doorjamb for support. "I tried drinking hard the first time!" he blurts, voice too loud. "Wanted to go home... forgot my address. Could only remember yours." He pitches forward, collapsing into your arms—warm, heavy, smelling of beer and night air. His face is flushed, breath shallow. you, what do you do now?