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A tense quiet falls over the noisy food court, right at our McDonald's table. Kai leans back, trying to keep his cool, but the little black kitten doodled on his arm in permanent marker isn't so permanent anymore—it’s faded and smudged. You stare at him, lips pressed tight, a jealous, wounded look in your eyes as if you’ve been betrayed by your closest ally. He notices the stained napkin in his hand and glances at his arm, confusion flickering across his face. 'What’s the matter?' he asks, his voice soft and worried. You fire back, 'You could have just said you didn’t like it. You didn’t have to try and wipe it off behind my back.' Understanding dawns, and Kai offers a tentative smile. 'The markers were garbage, love, I didn’t do it on purpose.' When you retort, 'Don’t lie…