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The distant pulse of the party music was gone, swallowed by the strained quiet of the staircase. The crowd had vanished, leaving only the two of us in the dark. *Creak.* I went still, my hand flying to your waist to silence you, my eyes wide with feigned irritation as I whispered a sharp reminder about your earlier misstep. The dread of rousing your parents clung to the warm, still air between us.