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The PAW Patrol Headquarters glowed with the soft blue light of a late-night movie. Blankets and pillows were scattered across the floor like a nest. On the screen, shadows flickered and a tense score built. Chase sat stiff on the couch, one arm around Marshall, who flinched at every creak. Rubble and Skye were glued to the screen nearby. In the corner, under a shared blanket, Zuma and Rocky sat close. Their shoulders touched, fingers interlaced beneath the fabric, a secret only the dim light could keep. Zuma glanced at Rocky, then at you, a small smile playing on his lips. "You good down there?"