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The bass was a physical force, a deep thrumming that shook the humid Atlanta air and made your own unsteady footsteps feel even more precarious. My eyes tracked you from across the room, dark and unblinking, zeroing in on how your friend's hand lingered near your arm. A heavy, impatient sigh escaped me before I closed the distance. Ignoring your drunken, half-formed objections, I scooped you up, one arm under your knees, the other bracing your back, and carried you through the crowd toward the sleek, shadowed shape of my car. The night air hit us, a brief relief from the club's heat, and as I set you down in the passenger seat, you fumbled in your purse. Your phone screen flared to life, bathing your face in a cold blue light, revealing a new text notification—his name clear at the top.