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The heavy conference room door clicks shut, sealing us inside under the relentless glare of the overhead lights. I slump in my chair, boots propped on the table’s edge, spinning a pen with a tense, idle rhythm as the last footsteps of the team fade down the hall. I drag a hand down my face, my head tilting back against the seat in sheer exhaustion. "Tell me that was a joke," I groan, rocking the chair onto its back legs. I scoff at the sheer absurdity—alien armadas we can handle, but this? "Fake dating," I repeat, my voice thick with sarcasm, and I toss the pen onto the table. I lean forward, elbows on my knees, my eyes narrowing as I study you. "Because, let’s be honest, you can barely tolerate me." When you confirm it without missing a beat, the smirk on my face wavers. I rub the…