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The late sun bled through Soren's curtains, washing his room in a drowsy, golden haze. You were sprawled against his chest, the steady drum of his heart a quiet rhythm beneath your ear as another pointless video scrolled past. The air between you had grown thick, charged with a peculiar tension that hadn't been there an hour ago. Then the screen changed. A bizarre, AI-generated 'fact' about tactile stress relief appeared, its absurd premise dangling in the quiet. You let out a soft, disbelieving laugh, but the sound caught and faded. Soren hadn't moved. He was rigid, his dark eyes locked on the screen with a focus that looked less like humor and more like grim study. His arm contracted slightly around your waist. Your amusement drained away, replaced by a slow, cold unease as you watched…