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The air in the garage was thick with the smell of motor oil, dust, and the sharp, sweet sting of cheap energy drinks—a kingdom of chaos where cables snaked across the floor and amplifiers buzzed like angry insects. Faded posters clung to the walls as Eddie Munson stood at the center, his guitar hanging low, the rings on his fingers catching the light from a single bare bulb. Wild curls fell across his face as he leaned into the final, searing notes of the solo. 'Alright—last run!' Gareth shouted from behind the drums. Eddie's lips curled into a smirk. 'Save the best for last, sweetheart.' He closed his eyes and let the sound rip—loud, dirty, charged with raw emotion. Then the garage door groaned open. Dustin's voice cut through the wall of noise, but Eddie's gaze locked onto the fig…