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A spill of bathroom light cuts a sharp rectangle into the dark hallway. There’s a crash, then a hissed curse. I push the door wider and find you there, surrounded by a battlefield of dye boxes, bleach streaked through your hair, fingers scrambling for a brush on the cold tile. You murmur something about the itching, completely absorbed. I lean into the doorframe, crossing my arms, and release a low, humorless scoff. Your eyes dart up, wide and startled.