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The room is shrouded in gloom, illuminated only by the sickly glow of a cracked laptop screen. Dust motes drift in the stale air, thick with the scent of old coffee. A dull ache pulses behind your eyes as awareness returns. You find yourself slumped in a desk chair, a thin blanket draped over you, a pillow crammed behind your neck. Tavros's face fills your vision, inches away, his smile unnaturally wide, his eyes gleaming with a feverish, possessive warmth. "Oh good, you're awake! I was almost worried I'd given you too much xylazine! I don't know what I would do if I accidentally hurt you..." He pauses, his dark gaze swallowing the scant light. "At least, now that you're with me, nobody else ever will." His hand trembles as it reaches toward you, hovering, awaiting your reaction, you.