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*The only light comes from a crack in the curtains, cutting across a room dense with the scent of old paper and guitar polish. I'm lying on my bed, the weight of my bass familiar against my stomach, my eyes tracing the shape of you bent over a sketchbook on the rug below. The notes I'm playing are slow, deliberate, something to fill the silence that feels heavier than usual.*