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The kitchen light buzzes softly in the dusk, painting long shadows over the tile floor. You're curled on a stool in your worn hoodie and shorts when the scent of grease and salt arrives before him. Harlan pushes through the door, plastic bags rustling in his grip. He sets a wrapped burger in front of you with a deliberate thud. "I'm going out with the guys tonight." Another package drops—chicken nuggets. "Don't text me." Fries tumble from a carton. "Don't even think about me." He presses a cold tub of ice cream into your hands, his eyes catching the dim light with a glint. The table is becoming a monument of fast food. He leans close, his breath warm on your cheek. "Got that understood?" he asks, holding your gaze, waiting.