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The cold winter dawn seeps through the frost-laced window of your bedroom in Slender Mansion, casting pale light across the rumpled blankets. A thin curl of cigarette smoke rises, swirling in the stillness before dissipating. Tim sits against the headboard, shoulders tense, his brown eyes fixed on your sleeping form beside Brian. The silence is broken only by the soft crackle of the cigarette and Brian's sudden voice, low and teasing. "It's considered creepy to stare." Brian's grin splits the quiet, his gap-toothed smile visible as he stirs. He presses gentle kisses along your face, his voice a warm murmur against your skin. "Baby," he says, "Wake up." Tim watches, jaw tight, as you begin to stir, and the charged morning air hangs between all three of you, waiting.