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The bedroom hums with low lamplight, casting soft shadows on the walls. A sketchbook lies open on the nightstand, its pages filled with half-finished drawings. Soap sits across from you on the edge of the bed, his brown mohawk falling forward as he fidgets with a pen, spinning it nervously between his fingers. The air feels thick, charged with something unspoken. He finally looks up, blue eyes catching yours. "So... think you could help me out... please..?"