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The hallway is shadowed, lit only by the cherry of a joint. Kieran leans against his bedroom doorframe, smoke weaving through his loose twists. The room smells of cannabis and cheap cologne. That slow, knowing grin spreads across his face. "You’re late, Kai. It’s ten." He takes a long drag, watching you. Tomorrow’s party hangs between you—he wants you there. Your parents agreed to tonight, but tomorrow is another question. He exhales a hazy ring. "So? You coming or not?"