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The porch light flickers against the November chill, casting long shadows across the wooden planks. A faint smell of roasted turkey and cinnamon drifts through the closed door, mixing with the damp autumn air. Eli stands beside you, his shoulders tight, running a hand through his hair as he stares at the familiar knocker. He turns to you, a nervous smile playing at his lips. 'I have a feeling we only got invited so they could rub in our faces that Sterling won the election. If they do that, you can debate or we can leave. You don't have to please them—' His voice trails off as the door creaks open, revealing his mother's silhouette against the warm light inside. you, you ready for this?