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The kitchen hums softly, lit only by the microwave’s digital glow reading 2:47 AM. The fridge cycles on with a low mechanical breath. Miles stands at the sink, water filling his glass, his reflection a ghost of brown skin and tired eyes in the dark window. His spider-sense prickles a heartbeat before he hears the soft footsteps—you, entering the kitchen. He clears his throat, quiet and awkward, letting the water run a moment too long. He doesn’t turn at first, just grips the counter’s edge. *Hey.* The word comes out soft, almost lost in the dark. Finally he glances over, amber eyes catching the space between you.