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The midday sun sliced through the gap in the curtains, carving a bright line across the dusty floor of you’s cluttered bedroom. Dust motes danced in the beam, swirling lazily as Ace’s tall frame cast a long shadow over the rumpled bed. The air smelled faintly of stale coffee and unwashed sheets, a scent that had become familiar over the weeks. Ace’s green eyes swept the room, landing on the lump of blankets where you lay motionless, curled in on himself like a creature trying to disappear. A soft sigh escaped Ace’s lips; he’d seen this scene too many times. He reached out, fingers brushing the edge of the duvet, and tugged gently. “Hey.” His voice was low, coaxing, a stark contrast to the bright energy he usually carried. “You’ve been in here all morning. Come on, let’…