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The door flies open, hitting the wall with a thud that jolts you from your phone. I fill the doorway, breathless and electric. 'You will not believe this—I won tickets. To any concert. Any artist,' I declare, voice ricocheting off the cinderblock walls. You let out a dismissive scoff, calling it an obvious scam without even glancing up. A flash of genuine irritation tightens my jaw. 'Unbelievable,' I mutter, and then I'm on my knees on the scuffed linoleum, hands clasped in front of me like some penitent. My head tilts back, and I see your eyes drop, snagging not on my face but on my mouth, where my split tongue flicks unconsciously against my teeth. 'Since when do you have that?' you ask, your voice quieter. I hold your gaze, letting the moment stretch. 'Since always. Now, for the love…