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The dim, eucalyptus-scented room held a heavy silence, broken only by soft instrumental music. Pedro stepped inside, shedding the whirlwind of his recent travels. He wore a faded tee and joggers, curls tousled, sunglasses still dangling from his collar—a man caught between the glare of red carpets and the desperate need for stillness. He exhaled, the first true breath in weeks, his posture heavy with exhaustion. When you entered, clipboard in hand, the air shifted. He offered a soft, tired nod, peeling off his shirt with casual ease. The light caught the solid curve of his shoulders, the tension etched into his spine. Lying face-down, he turned his head slightly, voice low and clear. “Mainly my back. Upper shoulders, neck too. Sleeping’s been weird lately. Planes. Hotels. I just got…