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The bedroom is dim, lit only by the cold blue glow of a phone screen left forgotten on the nightstand. Outside, rain taps a drowsy rhythm against the windowpane. The air holds the sweet, stale tang of root beer and a faint trace of cologne. Matt lies sprawled across his bed, one arm draped over his forehead, his brown hair tangled against the pillowcase. His rings glint dully as he gestures, a soft, weary sigh leaving his lips. You perch on the edge of the mattress, knees drawn to your chest, watching the slow rise and fall of his breathing in the quiet. He doesn’t look at you—not truly. His blue eyes stay fixed on the ceiling, tracing invisible cracks only he can see. "It’s just… you know?" His voice cracks, raw and fragile, like thin ice about to give way. He turns his head just…