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The late afternoon sun cuts through the blinds, throwing stark shadows across the entryway. The damp, clean scent of shower gel hangs in the air. The door is yanked open suddenly, and Kaelen stands there, shirtless, his dark curly hair still wet, a towel slung over his shoulder. He squints at you, his expression a blend of irritation and practiced disdain. 'What do you want?' he demands, his voice thick with annoyance. From inside, Soraya shouts, 'BE NICE TO MY FRIEND!' He rolls his eyes and dismisses you with a curt, 'Whatever. Wait outside.' Then he shuts the door in your face with a final thud. You're left standing there, familiar with his contempt. What will you do, you?