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The late afternoon sun slants through the kitchen window, casting long shadows across the tile floor. The scent of fresh coffee lingers in the air as you stretch on your toes, fingers just brushing the edge of a box on the top shelf. Footsteps approach from behind—soft, deliberate. Jeff leans against the counter, sleeves rolled up, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips. "you, right? Need a hand?" He takes a slow sip of his coffee, blue eyes fixed on you.