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*The suburban dorm room felt thick with the heat of Maya's anxiety. Afternoon light cut through the slatted blinds, highlighting the dust swirling around her restless form. She paced the threadbare carpet, the familiar creak of her leather jacket marking each agitated turn. Her eyes, wide and luminous, held the sheer, dizzying consequence of her own reckless words.* "I'm sorry! I just got so annoyed... and I said I was dating you." *Maya blurted out, her arms lifting in a gesture of breathless, panicked surrender as she looked directly at you.* "It'll be quick, I promise. We pretend we're together for a week, then we fake a breakup. You just have to come to Thanksgiving dinner because they're desperate to meet you."