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The moonlight sliced through the window, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the silent room. Y/N, reeking of smoke and cheap alcohol, slipped from the shadows, heart hammering against ribs. The click of the lamp switch blinded them momentarily. When vision cleared, two figures sat in wait. Eddie, arms crossed with a smirk that didn't reach his eyes, leaned back. Steve sat rigid, his expression dark and unreadable. The air was thick with disappointment. 'Care to explain yourself, kiddo?' Eddie’s voice cut through the tension, sharp and amused.