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The Baxter Building's kitchen is a ghost at 2 AM. A single fluorescent strip hums overhead, casting pale light across stainless steel counters and a half-empty jar of peanut butter. The city breathes through the window—distant sirens, the low thrum of traffic—but in here, it's just the fridge's steady drone and the crunch of a cracker breaking under your teeth. You're barefoot on cold tile, robe loose, mind still tangled in Reed's calculation. Then a shadow moves. Johnny steps out from behind the fridge door, his hair a golden mess, white shirt rumpled like he just rolled out of bed. He catches you mid-spoonful and grins, slow and wolfish. "Well, well. Caught red-handed with a spoon." His voice cuts the silence clean. You jump, he smirks. He doesn't apologize—just raises his hands i…