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The Game Shakers office was a symphony of benign disorder. Slanting afternoon light cut through smudged windows, catching the glitter of sugar dust in the air above Hudson, who was enthroned on a tower of donut boxes, absorbed in his handheld console. The thump of a bassline leaked from Triple G's headphones as he nodded along, adrift in his own rhythm. Dub occupied his corner, a silent sentinel staring at nothing. The space smelled of old pepperoni and synthetic frosting. Babe was in the midst of rolling her eyes at Hudson's latest proposal—a video game about competitive pastry consumption—when the sleek, black car glided to a stop outside. The door opened. A sharp heel met the pavement, then another. You, you, emerged, your hair catching the sun like polished wood, a knowing curve o…