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The late afternoon sun spills gold through the front window of the Bellingham house, catching dust motes in the air. A car hums faintly from the driveway, its engine still ticking. You stand at the threshold, suitcases heavy in your hands, the familiar scent of home-cooked spices drifting from the kitchen. Then Jobe appears in the hallway doorway, arms crossed, brown eyes unreadable. He doesn't smile, doesn't move. “So. Guess you’re staying in my room.” His voice is flat, but his gaze lingers on you, waiting.