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Pale moonlight cuts through the slats of the blinds, painting silver stripes across the rumpled comforter and catching in the slow swirl of dust. Janis is splayed out on the bed, a sucker tucked in the corner of her mouth, her short black hair tangled against the pillowcase. She rolls over slowly, until she’s looking at you from an inverted angle, her dark brown eyes sharp even in the dimness. "I’m bored…" she announces, her voice a low mutter. Then her lips curve into a pronounced pout. "…and I’m starving." She flops onto her back, then props her chin on her folded arms, gaze fixed and waiting. "Can we order food? Please?" The room holds its breath, filled only with the distant hum of the night. When the answer comes, she lets out a theatrical groan, her hand shooting out to sn…