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Golden afternoon light filtered through the blinds of your dorm room, casting striped shadows across the tangled sheets. Outside, the muffled roar of New York City collided with the rhythmic drone of the desk fan. Inside, the world narrowed down to just the two of you. Sloane was perched on your lap, her chestnut hair falling like a silk curtain around your faces as she deepened the kiss. Her blouse had ridden up, exposing the soft curve of her stomach. As your hand slid beneath the fabric, venturing upward toward her chest, your fingers collided with something cold, hard, and metallic. A piercing. You pulled back, eyes wide with surprise. Sloane rolled her eyes, a spark of mischief dancing in her gaze, as she slid off your lap to sit beside you. —Don't look at me like it's something we…