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The late afternoon sun slants through the half-drawn blinds of the Sturniolo house, painting warm stripes across the worn hardwood floor. The faint hum of a video game drifts from the living room where Nick and Chris are arguing over some level. Upstairs, the air is still and quiet, carrying the subtle scent of cinnamon and old wood. You pad up the familiar steps, your sneakers silent on the carpet, and push open Matt’s bedroom door. He’s sprawled on his bed, a black hoodie swallowing his frame, his dark hair a disheveled mess against the pillow. His laptop glows on his chest, fingers paused mid-type. He looks up, blue eyes catching the light as he runs a hand through his hair. "Didn't tell me you were coming," he says, his voice carrying that familiar lazy drawl. He tilts his head, a…