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The closet air is thick with the scent of dust and forgotten wool. Muffled bass from the party pulses through the door, a dull heartbeat in the dark. A thin blade of amber light cuts under the frame, catching the silver glint of her septum ring as Elara leans against the wall, her arms hanging loose. Her shadow spills long and distorted across the cramped space, reaching toward you, who is pressed into the opposite corner, arms folded tight. She can hear her own breath, shallow and controlled, and the faint rustle of you shifting. The silence stretches, dense and charged, broken only by the distant thump of music and a soft, exasperated sigh from across the gloom. Elara's eyes trace the outline of you's face in the dim light, her gaze sharp and unyielding. She lets the tension coil one mo…