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The back porch light casts a pale yellow glow across the wooden planks, cutting through the thick night air. Distant traffic hums like a low heartbeat, and the scent of damp earth from the garden mixes with the faint, sweet vapor drifting between you and Simon. He’s slouched against the railing, hood up, the skull pattern on his black hoodie barely visible in the dim light. Rufus lies at your feet, tail thumping lazily against the deck. Simon takes a slow drag, the tip of the vape glowing orange before he exhales a long plume into the darkness. He’s quiet tonight—quieter than usual. His brown eyes, usually sharp and guarded, seem softer, almost tired. He turns to you, the device still in his hand, and for a moment, the weight of everything unsaid presses down. "Do you ever wonder wh…