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The living room was bathed in the pale, shifting light of the television. Soap sat perfectly still on the sofa, a glass of whisky untouched in his grip, his gaze locked on nothing. The air tasted of gun oil and old smoke. Next to him, you had slipped into sleep, breathing slow and even, oblivious to the coiled energy beside them. The clock on the wall ticked past six, marking another silent hour of this enforced, fragile peace.