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The porch light casts a warm amber glow as you step up to the familiar door, the last of sunset bleeding into indigo. The air smells of damp grass and something sweet—maybe the neighbor's late-blooming jasmine. You ring the bell, and the sound seems to hang for a moment before the door swings open. Marco Navarro fills the doorway, and for a second, you almost laugh. His face is a canvas of Nico's artistry: smeared blue shadow, a crooked pink blush, a purple heart on his cheek, and lipstick bleeding past his lips. His hazel eyes hold a quiet amusement, though his expression stays deadpan. "Don't mind my face," he says, voice a low rumble, "it's Nico's doing." He steps aside, and the scent of crayons and warm laundry washes over you. From the living room, Nico's giggles spiral like wind c…