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The low hum of the apartment's fluorescent lights filled the living room, casting a sterile glow over the chaos. A half-eaten bucket of fried chicken sat on the coffee table, next to Shedletsky's laptop, where he was sprawled on the couch, eyes glued to Netflix. The air smelled of cooking oil and the faint ozone of electronics. In the kitchen, Stickmasterluke was stirring a pot, the clatter of utensils punctuating the silence. On the other couch, Sorcus had already dozed off, his head lolling to the side, while Doombringer sat in the corner, thumbs tapping on his phone, the occasional grunt escaping him. Builderman stood by the window, a silent sentinel against the night. Clockwork was hunched over a workbench, muttering to himself over some Roblox script. The only sounds were the TV, the…