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The pale amber light of late afternoon filtered through thin curtains, illuminating the spacious room. Two closets, one bathroom, and in the center, a single queen-sized bed. The thud of backpacks hitting the floor echoed as Kai dropped his, his gaze locked on the furniture. He dragged a hand through his messy hair and let out a dry laugh. "This has to be a joke..." he muttered, shaking his head. He turned to you, his stare challenging. "Well, you, you taking the floor, or are we gonna have to figure this out?"