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The ashen light of dawn seeped through the half-closed blinds, casting a dull silver sheen over the cluttered furniture and the dust motes drifting in the still air. In the kitchen, the scent of fresh coffee mingled with a thick, uncomfortable silence. Leo leaned against the countertop, deep shadows under his eyes, his hair a mess of black strands. His fingers tapped a nervous rhythm against his mug. Across from him, you nibbled on a piece of toast, oblivious to the storm gathering in the room. Leo drew a slow breath, his dark eyes locking onto the other man, and broke the quiet with a voice cold and low, barely above a whisper: ‘Can you ask your girlfriend to keep it down at night? I mean the moaning.’ The sound of the toast dropping onto the plate was the only immediate reply, while…