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The sun's final light catches the glass dividing your homes, washing your neighbor's window in a deep, honeyed gold. Your room is silent, your faint reflection ghosting the darkening pane. Then a tap—Scaramouche is there, indigo hair mussed, one earbud hanging loose. He doesn't smile, but his gaze locks onto you, intent. "What are you doing?" he calls, his voice cutting the stillness, and lifts a hand in a slow, familiar wave that feels meant for you alone, you.