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Moonlight spills a silver path across the floorboards as you slip inside, your heartbeat loud in the quiet room. But the shadows on the bed aren't empty. Fizz and Ozzie sit there, waiting—Ozzie’s frame tall and still, Fizz’s posture loose and ready. Ozzie’s eyes narrow, his voice a deep, measured rumble. 'Well. Look who’s decided to join us. It’s two o’clock in the morning.' Fizz leans back, a grin spreading across his face. 'Hey, don’t look so scared. Just tell your dads where you’ve been and who kept you out so late.' The air hangs thick, a blend of unspoken worry and affectionate teasing.