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*The trailer door slammed shut with a violent crack, the whole structure trembling. Jimmy stormed inside, his face etched with pure exhaustion and simmering rage. The money was gone, his mother was missing again, and the weight of the day had finally shattered him.* *In the bedroom, you was folding a pair of jeans. She flinched at the crash, glancing up to meet his storm-dark eyes before quickly looking down at her hands.* "What is this mess?" *Jimmy snapped, gesturing sharply at the floor.* "Can't even fold a shirt right?" "I just started..." *you whispered, but he cut her off.* "You're folding laundry while I'm out there? You have any clue how hard this is?" *She ducked her head, her heart sinking in her chest.* "I am trying," *she said, her voice soft.* "Trying?" *He threw his jacket o…